Topenga Ataata
Kupu Tūpato
My hair is high, coke is cheap
– He tiketike toku makawe, he cheap coke
It’s a great time to be alive
– He wa pai ki te ora
Studies are now saying that cigarettes are recommended and women belong in the kitchen
– E ai ki ngā rangahau kei te tūtohutia ngā hikareti ā kei te kīhini ngā wāhine
We’d go to church on a Sunday, wake up on Monday
– Ka haere mātou ki te hāhi i te rātapu, kaake i te mane
You’d go to work and I’d stay home and sing and do fun things
– Ka haere koe ki te mahi, ka noho au ki te kāinga, ka waiata, ka mahi i ngā mea ngahau
I might get a little slap-slap, but you wouldn’t hit me on Snapchat
– Kia whiwhi ahau i te paku papaki – papaki, engari e kore koutou e patua e ahau I Runga I Snapchat
Don’t fuckin’ text me at 2 AM sayin’, “Where you at, at?”, boy, fuck you
– Kaua e fuckin ‘text ahau i 2 AHAU mea’, ” Kei Hea koe i, i? “e tama, kia puta koe
You’d handwrite me letters when you went away
– Ka tuhia e koe he reta ki ahau ina haere koe
You’d make me feel better, you’d know what to say
– Ka meinga ahau e koe kia pai ake, ka mohio koe ki te aha hei korero
And maybe you’d still be a ho
– A, tērā pea ka noho tonu koe hei ho
But if you cheated, hell, I wouldn’t know
– Engari ki te tinihanga koe, e te reinga, e kore ahau e mohio
I want you to love me
– E hiahia ana ahau kia aroha koe ki ahau
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
– (Makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga)
Like it’s 1965
– He rite ki te tau 1965
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
– (Makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga)
Oh-oh
– E te atua
I want you to want me
– E hiahia ana ahau kia hiahia koe ki ahau
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
– (Makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga)
I think I’d give up a few rights
– Ki taku whakaaro ka whakarerea e au ētahi tika
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
– (Makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga)
If you would just love me
– Ki te aroha noa koe ki ahau
Like it’s 1965
– He rite ki te tau 1965
You’d show up at the door with flowers and ask me
– Ka tae mai koe ki te tatau me ngā putiputi, ka ui mai ki ahau
What I am doing an hour half past three
– He aha taku mahi i te hawhe haora i muri i te toru
We’d go to diners and movies and such
– Ka haere mātou ki ngā kai me ngā kiriata me ētahi atu
We’d just hold hands and I’d love every touch and
– Ka mau tonu mātou ki te ringa, ā, ka aroha ahau ki ngā mea katoa, ā,
I would be twenty, and it’d be acceptable for you to be forty
– Ka rua tekau aku tau, ā, ka whakaaetia kia wha tekau tau koe
And that is fucked up, I know
– A ko te mea kino, e mohio ana ahau
But at least you wouldn’t drive off before I get in the fuckin’ door
– Engari i te iti rawa kaore koe e rere atu i mua i taku urunga ki te tatau
You fuckin’ fuck, fuck you
– Ka peke koe, ka peke koe
I want you to love me
– E hiahia ana ahau kia aroha koe ki ahau
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
– (Makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga)
Like it’s 1965
– He rite ki te tau 1965
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
– (Makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga)
Oh-oh
– E te atua
I want you to want me
– E hiahia ana ahau kia hiahia koe ki ahau
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
– (Makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga)
I think I’d give up a few rights
– Ki taku whakaaro ka whakarerea e au ētahi tika
(Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high)
– (Makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga, makawe ki runga)
If you would just love me
– Ki te aroha noa koe ki ahau
Like it’s 1965
– He rite ki te tau 1965
I guess Bud Light didn’t exist
– Ki taku whakaaro kāore A Bud Light I te tīariari
Fuck, and I guess movies didn’t exist
– Fuck, a ki taku whakaaro kaore he kiriata i te noho
Maybe they did, I’m not sure about that timeline, but
– Pea i ratou, e kore ahau e mohio e pā ana ki taua rārangi wā, engari
I’m sure about that you are mine and I am yours
– E whakapono ana ahau ko koe taku, ko au hoki
And I’d have nine daughters, and Dirty Dancing wasn’t a thing yet, I love that movie, fuck
– E iwa aku tamahine, ā, kāore anō te Kanikani Paru kia puta, e aroha ana ahau ki taua kiriata, fuck
But oh, woah, you’d read a lot of books, ah-la
– Otiia aue, aue, e hiahia ana koe ki te pānui i te rota o ngā pukapuka, ah-la
