I thought I found a love but she was just a fling
And then Im a girl
And felt a different thing
Its like your hit in the ring like youre pulled by a string
Cant breathe like youre choking on a chicken wing
It was a thing called a zing
And I wanted to sing
And listen to the ballads of a man named Sting
Baby looks in your eye
And its suddenly spring like when Nala kissed Simba in the lion king
Zinging in the air and I dont have a care
Im winging from the zing that we share
Zinging in the rain
Now Im feeling no pain
Its real time for celebrating cause youre my zing
(Drag ready to throw down
No
No I just came closer to hear you better
Oh come on
Just give it a try
Alright
Maybe just a little bit)
So listen all you zingers from here to beijing
You better grab a box of strings and get ready to cling cause if love was money youd better be yelling "cha - ching"
Cause next to zing cupids arrows a little bee sting it was a zing and a zang and a ziygididy and there was one only one
Lady in the zing for me cause when you zing (when you zing)
You better know one little thing: the only thing youre gonnna sling is a wedding ring
Zinging in the air
Now I dont have a care
Im winging from the zing that we share
Zinging in the rain
Now Im feeling no pain
Its a real time for celebrating cause youre my zing
To the zing yall ba-da-bing yall
Gonnna knock you out right outta that ring yall
Better ring yall happening yall
Pay attention to the undead king yall
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