Mayonesa
Chocolate
Mayonnaise
And clapping
And up and up
It's the chorus that starts
That says, that says
Whisking, whisking
Chocolate
Whisking, whisking
Whisking, whisking
Whisking chocolate
A tattoo on the back
Black mini skirt, shoes and top
Mysterious, she was dancing
I was watching her since she arrived
Suddenly, her gaze
Locked into my eyes
Holding the gaze
She approached and without saying anything
She grabbed my face tightly
And dragged me to the dance floor
Mayonnaise
She stirs me up like making mayonnaise
Everything I had drunk
Quickly went to my head
Mayonnaise
She stirs me up like making mayonnaise
I don't even know my name, or where I live (or where I live)
And I don't care
