Viz

They call it climbing, and I call it visibility
They call it coolness, and I call it visibility
They call it way too rowdy, and I call it finally free

There's a girl
Her lips that have never seen
She comes up
Dances on me
I look into her eyes
I say, 'Hey, yr not a d***...'

She says, 'I call it climbing, and you call it visibility
I call it coolness, and you call it visibility
I call it way too rowdy, and you call it finally free'

There's a slap on my back
I find another butch, hat c***ed, and we
We put our hands in the crowd
And over and over
We jump up and down