Yoga – Miirtek x Marti Fischer (Official Music Video)


Pure treat, how it’s bubbling in my mouth Sipping fizz at private yoga lessons Look at how I can bend back (Oh boy) Every muscle of my body is so relaxed Living the gold life, as you see, every day Sun’s greeting, no hard bench in my garden While I’m wearing a mystic garment (nothing else) It’s the truth of what I’m doing, no dare I’m known as a pretty boy in the neighbourhood Manicure, pedicure, of course I’m spoiled Only child, yes, always mommy’s favourite My skin so soft as if I was fourteen forever I’m doing a little yoga Yes, I’m doing a little yoga Afterwards I’m on my way to play golf, in the backseat of a Rolls-Royce No iron, pure gold (pure gold, pure gold) I’m doing a little yoga Yes, I’m doing a little yoga Afterwards I’m on my way to play golf, in the backseat of a Rolls-Royce No iron, pure gold (pure gold, pure gold) (Allow me to simply throw off the bag of burdens) I feel this groove, dancing pretty moves Super hair, blue blood, rolling in money, a bit smart From now and then a glance at the Motorola Maybe the helicopter has arrived with my new boat There are many island chains I’d love to own But sadly I only have a small tower in Manhattan I’m flying so preppy in my private jet With champagne, cheese platter, lying in bed like an emperor The stewardess is holding a grape to my mouth Full of pleasure I bite it off and give the lady a kiss I’m doing a little yoga Yes, I’m doing a little yoga Afterwards I’m on my way to play golf, in the backseat of a Rolls-Royce No iron, pure gold (pure gold, pure gold) I’m doing a little yoga Yes, I’m doing a little yoga Afterwards I’m on my way to play golf, in the backseat of a Rolls-Royce No iron, pure gold (pure gold, pure gold) Moon greeting Cold sparrow Dead dog Donkey’s bridge Thank you! I’m doing a little yoga Yes, I’m doing a little yoga Afterwards I’m on my way to play golf, in the backseat of a Rolls-Royce No iron, pure gold (pure gold, pure gold) I’m doing a little yoga Yes, I’m doing a little yoga Afterwards I’m on my way to play golf, in the backseat of a Rolls-Royce No iron, pure gold (pure gold, pure gold)

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