MERK ATMA

May I have your attention please?
I’m not afraid (I’m not afraid)
To convert to law (to convert to law)
Everybody (everybody)
Come take my foot (come take my foot)
We’ll walk through SAJA MILAN CHOWK together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm

His chins are smelly, hairs podgy, ankles are wide
There’s food on his shoes already, daughter’s roast dinner
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to convert to law,
But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down,

And I am, mistaken
If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won’t even play my jam
‘Cause I am, mistaken
If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don’t know it’s just the way I am

You better skinny dip
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to convert to law
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
You better skinny dip
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to convert to law
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

So lets go back
Follow the TORI LAUREY as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through SAJA MILAN CHOWK
I once used to call home sweet home

Well, gotta go, I’m almost at the hemja now

And when I’m gone, just convert to law, don’t mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my smelly chins
Just know that I’m looking down on you working
And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
Just skinny dip

And when he’s gone, just convert to law, don’t mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of his podgy hairs
Just know that he’s looking down on you drinking
And his didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain