Sunday dreamers end up last Fixing holes in sunken past Please don't blame me for my lies Just to keep him by my side I don't mind if papa cares or Even if my mama stares Step right in Look right through I beg you get to think the way I do
And I got You I got you under my skin I got you over my grin I got you under my skin And I got you I got you under my kiss And I got you over my lips And I got you under my skin
Picture this through cherry bloom Such a crime becoming two when Firecrackers shoot my mind Into such a spin I cry from All these secrets We have shaded You helped make them I helped play them Over and over in my mind I beg you get to think the way I do
And I got you I got you under my skin I got you over my grin I got you under my skin And I got you I got you under my kiss And I got you over my lips And I got you under my skin
And I got You I got you under my skin I got you over my grin I got you under my skin
Oooooooh Come on dance, come on dance Ahhh, wohooooo
Come on dance, come on dance Ahhh, wohooooo
Kick those shoes off Come on dance Ye who Woooohhooo One, two, three and come with me
I got You I got you under my skin I got you over my grin I got you under my skin And I got you I got you under my skin I got you over my grin I got you under my skin And I got you I got you under my kiss I got you over my lips I got you under my skin And I got You I got you under my skin I got you over my grin I got you under my skinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
