801

Growing up in the 801

There's only one club

So we blow it up

Leave your church shoes

And your Sunday clothes

But bring your guilt and we

And we 'gon let it go

Quarter to twelve on a Saturday night

Hitting a J while we wait in line

Let's leave all those things

That we were taught behind

'Cause being ourselves

Could never be a crime

So what does your mama think, yeah?

So what does your daddy think?

Forget what they think

Forget what they think, yeah

Growing up in the 801

There's only one club

So we blow it up

Leave your church shoes

And your Sunday clothes

But bring your guilt

And we 'gon let it go

You me and Moni

Gonna rock to the rhythm

That brings out rebels

And get higher and higher

You me and Moni

Gonna rock to the rhythm

That brings out rebels

And get higher and higher

Me and my girl

We're the stars of the show

Everyone watches us

Out on the floor

I save her a seat

While she gets me a drink

And I love her so, so I don't care

What they think

'Cause that's how it goes

There's not a soul that don't know

Yeah, that's how we roll

Growing up in the 801

There's only one club

So we blow it up

Leave your church shoes

And your Sunday clothes

But bring your guilt

And we 'gon let it go

You me and Moni

Gonna rock to the rhythm

That brings out rebels

And get higher and higher

You me and Moni

Gonna rock to the rhythm

That brings out rebels

And get higher and higher

Growing up in the 801

In the 801

Growing up in the 801

There's only one club

So we blow it up

Leave your church shoes

And your Sunday clothes

But bring your guilt

And we 'gon let it go

You me and Moni

Gonna rock to the rhythm

That brings out rebels

And get higher and higher

You me and Moni

Gonna rock to the rhythm

That brings out rebels

And get higher and higher