Reno - The Gods Of Macho
Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh
One two three four
Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh
Well ain’t nobody gonna sing my song hey hey hey
Ain’t nobody gonna ding my dong hey hey hey
Ain’t nobody gonna spread my jam hey hey hey
Ain’t nobody gonna flim my flam hey hey hey
And Reno you see him my lover You better stop seein’ each other
Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh
Ain’t nobody gonna shift my gears whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh
Reflections are the whispers in her ears whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh
Ain’t nobody gonna ring my bell whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh
Somethin’ different ‘bout the way she smells
And Reno you seem him my lover You better stop seeing each other
Whoa-oh-oh
And Reno you seem him my lover You better stop seeing each other
Whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh hey whoa-oh-oh hey whoa-oh-oh hey
And Reno you seem him my lover You better stop seeing each other
Whoa-oh-oh
And Reno you seem him my lover You better stop seeing each other