From the Ashes of Lolina and Inga Copeland

Rising, like your heart beat

Meet Geneva Heat and Paris Hell

You think you know me huh?

Check it check it

Running around

Circles on the Street

Making moves on the beat

It was nice to meet you, you look like you’re in Miami Vice

All the pink shirts and big suits

Then take my advise

Don’t follow a strange girl down into a dodgy bar

Don’t accept her money or drinks and never get into her car

Because you doesn’t know where she’s going

Her path is not clear

She might drive you a distance or you might get dropped right here

Either way a disaster is never really that far

When you don’t know anyone on these streets and no-one knows who you are

Check it check it

Running around

Circles on the Street

Making moves on the beat