I could spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I could spot the bad in the girl that you dig She's playin' with your, playin' with your heart 'til it breaks Oh, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
I got a sixth sense when it comes to a bitch She's just a demon in a jean skirt, blowin' a kiss Oh, God (Mhm, mhm) Oh, God (Mhm, mhm) She's like a white sheep, what could she ever do? She's just a bad wolf comin' for you Oh, God (Mhm, mhm) Oh, God (Mhm, mhm)
(Oh-oh) I know you're lost in her eyes And everything underneath Her body makes you go blind, but Not me, not me
I could spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I could spot the fake in her beautiful face Yeah, she could put the, she could put the devil to shame Oh, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah I could spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I could spot the bad in the girl that you dig She's playin' with your, playin' with your heart 'til it breaks Oh, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
She's like a spring rose, but she's covered in thorns Her little hairband hiding her horns Oh, God (Mhm, mhm) Oh, God (Mhm, mhm)
(Oh-oh) I know you're lost in her eyes And everything underneath Her body makes you go blind, but Not me, not me
I could spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I could spot the fake in her beautiful face Yeah, she could put the, she could put the devil to shame Oh, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah I could spot a fake from a mile away Oh, I could spot the bad in the girl that you dig She's playin' with your, playin' with your heart 'til it breaks Oh, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Don't say I didn't warn ya So fake, so california Don't say I didn't warn ya Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah Don't say I didn't warn ya So fake, so california Don't say I didn't warn ya Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
