Mona Lose

Every little minute wasted
Every middle flavour tasted.
Mona mona, mona mona, mona mona Lose.
Any other short fat brother
Any mother's son would love her.
Mona mona, mona mona, mona mona Lose.
Oww!
Sinful secrets always move her
Thimble full of empty groovers, ah
Mona mona, mona mona, mona mona Lose.
Ohh!