Silicon, saline, poison inject me
Baby, I'm a free bitch
I'm a free bitch

Some girls won't dance to the beat of the tribe
She won't walk away
But she won't look back
She looks good
But her boyfriend says she's a mess
She's a mess
She's a mess
Now the girl is stressed
She's a mess
She's a mess
She's a mess
She's a mess
(Tellem', girls)

Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cuz when he's lookin'
She falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark (Tellem', girls)

Run run
Her Kiss is a vampire grin
The moon lights her way while she's howlin' at him
She looks good
But her boyfriend says she's a tramp
She's a tramp
She's a vamp
But...

Hello, hello, baby, toi called?
I can't hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, toi say? say?
Wha-wha-what did toi say, huh?
You're breakin' up on me
Sorry I cannot hear you
I'm kinda busy
Kinda busy
Kinda busy
Sorry I cannot hear toi I'm kinda busy

Just a second
It's my favori song they're gonna play
And I cannot text toi with a drink in my hand, eh?
You should've made some plans with me
You knew that I was free
And now toi won't stop calling me
I'm kinda busy

[Pre-Chorus:]
Stop callin'
Stop callin'
I don't wanna think anymore
I left my head and my cœur, coeur on the dancefloor
Stop callin'
Stop callin'
I don't...

Here in the driest desert on earth, in a rocky valley populated par withered pillars of salt and stone and an enormous sand dune that doubles as a pedestrian highway, I find myself scrambling, hands and feet, up a jagged outcropping ... and waiting for the sun to set on the "Valley of the Moon."

This is Chile's Valle de la Luna, the legendary moon valley, crowned on all sides par volcanic peaks that cascade as far as the eye can see. It's these peaks that grab my attention now. One par one they're painted in the pinks and reds of the setting sun, and the valley becomes a kaleidoscope of new shapes...