Chromeo - Slummin It [Live In New York City] Lyrics

Alright, here's one we haven't played before ever

Uh, she got lipstick on my blue collar
And she always tells me to call her
And I only got a few dollars
Uh, to my name, but we still hang

She's only with me for the credibility
She introduced me to her friend named Tiffany
And I know it's gonna end eventually
But that's alright, I don't mind

I think she's slummin' it with me
Got money in the bank
I keep on lovin' her for free
And all the finer things
I know your dad would be mad and you like that, woo
I know your mom plays along, takes her way back, woo
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)

(Let me tell you a story)

They won't let Jews in her country club
But I still go there to pick her up
'Cause she loves the way they look at us
In dismay as we drive away, now

She's only with me for the credibility
She introduced me to her friend named Tiffany
And I know it's gonna end eventually
But that's alright, I don't mind, hey

I think she's slummin' it with me
Got money in the bank
I keep on lovin' her for free
And all the finer things
I know your dad would be mad and you like that, woo
I know your mom plays along, takes her way back, woo
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
And I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)

(Come on, P)

(Slummin' it, slummin' it, slummin' it)
(Slummin' it, slummin' it, slummin' it)
(Slummin' it with me)
(Slummin' it, slummin' it, slummin' it)
(Slummin' it, slummin' it, slummin' it)
(Slummin' it with me)

I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(You guys could go a little bit louder)
Slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(One, two, three)

I think she's slummin' it with me
Got money in the bank
I keep on lovin' her for free
And all the finer things
I know your dad would be mad and you like that, woo
I know your mom plays along, takes her way back, woo
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I think she's slummin' it with me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(On the one, hey)

Thank you