Bom Chicka Wah Wah - Dj Smiths vs. Markanera feat. Dundika

Bom chicka wah wah…it’s the labido’s mantra…yeah it goes bom chicka wah wah…mmm baby come to mama…

The scent goes up through the nose and then into the brain
Attacks the common sense, whose always super lame

What’s that crazy scent? I cannot concentrate. Must find a recipe for dinner…must get to work I’m late.

Forget all that stuff girl. It’s hopeless to resist. You’re labido’s in control. Surrender to the mist.

Bom chicka wah wah…it’s the labido’s mantra…yeah it goes bom chicka wah wah…mmm baby come to mama…

But wait I want true love, Like Romeo and Juliet…

Thou doth protest to much, now go work up a sweat!

What if in the morning, there’s guilt and there’s regret?

Better than another night watching tv with your pets.

But this really isn’t right, I mean what would mother say?

She’d say break out those skimpy thongs and tromp all those clichés.

Bom chicka wah wah…it’s the labido’s mantra…yeah it goes bom chicka wah wah…mmm baby come to mama…

It invades a woman’s mind. Her limbic region goes insane. She’ll start aching for a man and acting so profane

It’s a sexual turrets strange words break out your mouth
We’re here to worn all you girls, there’s a monsoon headed south

Bom chicka wah wah…it’s the labido’s mantra…yeah it goes bom chicka wah wah…mmm baby come to mama…

Bom chicka wah wah

How to explain this sexual feeling
Somehow my panties end up on the ceiling
Even guys we cannot stand have us eating from their hands
If you’ve got that aroma on, you can have our whole band