(Verse 1)
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(Verse 1) Woke up early, start the day Headed to work to get my pay But those idiots were there again Messing up my Saturday. Walked to the lockers, took off my coat Feeling like I’m losing hope Then there’s Emma, that brainless brat Smashed my window—just like that! (Pre-Chorus) So I beat her down and I tossed her out I’ve had enough of her, without a doubt Like, are you kidding me? What kind of crap is this? (Chorus) I’m Anyuta—the best coach of this backwater dump I put every moron in a split ‘til they slump I even had the Devil doing splits for me So run for your life while you’re still free! (Bridge - aggressive shouting) Svetlana, hit the floor! Splits! I said get down! Do the splits! I said MOVE! GET DOWN NOW! Faster, faster! Give me those splits! On the floor, everyone! DOWN! NOW! (Verse 2) My splits are so sharp, they’re a work of art Even the acrobats are falling apart (with envy!) I’m the queen, I’m the boss, I’m the local star Respect follows me, no matter how far Walking down the street, looking so damn good They’re begging for my autograph in the neighborhood! (Outro - aggressive shouting) Svetlana, hit the floor! Splits! I said get down! Do the splits! I said MOVE! GET DOWN NOW! Faster, faster! Give me those splits! On the floor, everyone! DOWN! NOW!
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(Verse 1) Woke up early, start the day Headed to work to get my pay But those idiots were there again Messing up my Saturday. Walked to the lockers, took off my coat Feeling like I’m losing hope Then there’s Emma, that brainless brat Smashed my window—just like that! (Pre-Chorus) So I beat her down and I tossed her out I’ve had enough of her, without a doubt Like, are you kidding me? What kind of crap is this? (Chorus) I’m Anyuta—the best coach of this backwater dump I put every moron in a split ‘til they slump I even had the Devil doing splits for me So run for your life while you’re still free! (Bridge - aggressive shouting) Svetlana, hit the floor! Splits! I said get down! Do the splits! I said MOVE! GET DOWN NOW! Faster, faster! Give me those splits! On the floor, everyone! DOWN! NOW! (Verse 2) My splits are so sharp, they’re a work of art Even the acrobats are falling apart (with envy!) I’m the queen, I’m the boss, I’m the local star Respect follows me, no matter how far Walking down the street, looking so damn good They’re begging for my autograph in the neighborhood! (Outro - aggressive shouting) Svetlana, hit the floor! Splits! I said get down! Do the splits! I said MOVE! GET DOWN NOW! Faster, faster! Give me those splits! On the floor, everyone! DOWN! NOW!
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