Yo, bros, this isn't just blah-blah,

Funk-rap bounce, hip-hop alternatif, deep house imprégnée de néo-soul, groovy, funk soul, spacing

[intro]
Yo, bros, this isn't just blah-blah,
It's Queen Lisa's day!
Get the confetti ready, get out the playlists,
It's not a birthday, it's a fireworks display!
[Verse 1]
Lisa, you went into beautician mode,
You were already shining in stagecraft,
Then one day, bam, you did the splits:
Back to school, full-on florist, that's art!
From Belgium to the Australian bush,
You ran into Marc, that was no small feat,
You didn't want a charo,
You hit the jackpot! Together you scour the casinos.
Since then, it's been a duo, high level,
The high-flying, gives you wings,
[Chorus]
Lisa, you're the vibe, you're the flow,
Zero picrate, but full gift,
You liven up our evenings,
With your well-calibrated playlists,
Tagadas in overdose mode,
You love life, without taking a break,
No need for wine, rosé, or prosecco
You're the queen of the dancefloor, hey! Move over, guys!
It's my birthday, let's party all night!
[Verse 2]
You manage the comms, the work, the sleep,
Multitasking, never slow-mo,
You beat laziness the old-fashioned way,
Always fresh, never in trouble,
Your team? It's the friends, the homies,
The laughs, the puns,
Lisa, you're a certified festival-goer,
A wild morale booster!
[Verse 3]
Beautician, florist, boss lady,
you switch like a pro,
With Marc in your well-oiled job,
You build projects in stratospheric mode!
The splits? You do it easily,
Flexible body, busy mind,
You manage your job, your boyfriend, your friends,
An urban legend, a real mascot,
[Bonus verse – Australia special & chic rebellion]
Under the Oz sun, you drop the shoes,
Permanent tan, caramel mousse complexion,
Your dog Louis, follows you everywhere,
He's really a good doggie
Barbecue party? No smoking allowed,
You, Lisa, you're brave, you refuse to stop,
With elegance, you break the norm,
A rebellious, free woman, you reject the uniform,
[Bridge - chanted, rapped]
You're not a random queen, no limits,
You rock the dance floor, hey!, get your clicks going,
Your smile? Contagious, it's a dream,
You drop vibes, but never mainstream,
You chill, you groove, you live without stress,
Always on time, there's no rush,
Cringe? You don't know,
You're premium, not low-cost, [Yeah, my little guy]! [Final Chorus]
Lisa, you're the vibe, you're the fire,
Without cocktails, you rise to the heavens,
You're the mood-changer of our daily lives,
A friend, a queen, a connection,
Tagadas, your magic fuel,
It makes your life more poetic,
Happy birthday, big up Lisa,
You're the queen, our diva!
But now back to work, you've returned to Sydney.
Dear Fishi has finally found you.
[echo] Happy birthday Lisa.
Happy birthday Lisa.
[fade out] Happy birthday Lisa, ciao!
[end]

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[intro] Yo, bros, this isn't just blah-blah, It's Queen Lisa's day! Get the confetti ready, get out the playlists, It's not a birthday, it's a fireworks display! [Verse 1] Lisa, you went into beautician mode, You were already shining in stagecraft, Then one day, bam, you did the splits: Back to school, full-on florist, that's art! From Belgium to the Australian bush, You ran into Marc, that was no small feat, You didn't want a charo, You hit the jackpot! Together you scour the casinos. Since then, it's been a duo, high level, The high-flying, gives you wings, [Chorus] Lisa, you're the vibe, you're the flow, Zero picrate, but full gift, You liven up our evenings, With your well-calibrated playlists, Tagadas in overdose mode, You love life, without taking a break, No need for wine, rosé, or prosecco You're the queen of the dancefloor, hey! Move over, guys! It's my birthday, let's party all night! [Verse 2] You manage the comms, the work, the sleep, Multitasking, never slow-mo, You beat laziness the old-fashioned way, Always fresh, never in trouble, Your team? It's the friends, the homies, The laughs, the puns, Lisa, you're a certified festival-goer, A wild morale booster! [Verse 3] Beautician, florist, boss lady, you switch like a pro, With Marc in your well-oiled job, You build projects in stratospheric mode! The splits? You do it easily, Flexible body, busy mind, You manage your job, your boyfriend, your friends, An urban legend, a real mascot, [Bonus verse – Australia special & chic rebellion] Under the Oz sun, you drop the shoes, Permanent tan, caramel mousse complexion, Your dog Louis, follows you everywhere, He's really a good doggie Barbecue party? No smoking allowed, You, Lisa, you're brave, you refuse to stop, With elegance, you break the norm, A rebellious, free woman, you reject the uniform, [Bridge - chanted, rapped] You're not a random queen, no limits, You rock the dance floor, hey!, get your clicks going, Your smile? Contagious, it's a dream, You drop vibes, but never mainstream, You chill, you groove, you live without stress, Always on time, there's no rush, Cringe? You don't know, You're premium, not low-cost, [Yeah, my little guy]! [Final Chorus] Lisa, you're the vibe, you're the fire, Without cocktails, you rise to the heavens, You're the mood-changer of our daily lives, A friend, a queen, a connection, Tagadas, your magic fuel, It makes your life more poetic, Happy birthday, big up Lisa, You're the queen, our diva! But now back to work, you've returned to Sydney. Dear Fishi has finally found you. [echo] Happy birthday Lisa. Happy birthday Lisa. [fade out] Happy birthday Lisa, ciao! [end]

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