Lyrics:

With a face from a movie scene,
Or magazine, know what I mean.
She's definitely got the style on you.

She's got two-tone everything,
Moving but she just can't move.
She's got two phones, everything,
Moving but she just can't move.

Because she way out,
I've never seen her dance moves,
Dancing like she way out.
She way out,
I've never seen her talk,
But I'm telling you she way out.

She said 'It's not about your body,
It's just social implications,
Brought upon by this party,
That we're sitting in.

And I'd like to say you've changed,
But you're always the same.
I've got a feeling that the marijuana's rotting your brain'

She's got two-tone everything, way too intelligent,
Moving but she just can't move.
She's got two phones, everything,
Boyfriend telling him,
'Find me cause I'll never find you.'

Because she way out,
I've never seen her dance moves,
Dancing like she way out.
She way out,
I've never seen her talk,
But I'm telling you she way out.

The tension's overflowing with every Benson
She's throwing on the floor and in my mouth.
She said 'I'd love you to stay,
But that's simply insane,
I've got a feeling that my friends are gonna kick in your brain.'

Because she way out,
I've never seen her dance moves,
Dancing like she way out.
She way out,
I've never seen her talk,
But I'm telling you she way out.