How can the things she said all possibly be true? That everything I ever got I give to you Is this a bam up? Oh cause this is sick you know You know I’ll break your fingers then I’ll break yer toes Y’know my dealer takes me everywhere he goes He got a pure white tan. Yes he’s my every man Don’t make me sink my teeth into yer bloody nose
Chorus: I met her, there on the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh on the backseat
He said you’ve been stealing my best moves now for days I could’ve killed you in so many different ways But you’re so funny and I kinda like your band I hate these cunts from London they don’t try enough They think they’re mental cause they’ve tried harder stuff But they’re just rich kids yes, all in a fuckin mess I tried to kiss her but she’s lookin pretty rough
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Oh my dearest wont you let us Be my nearest don’t forget us lye, la, la, lye Ella said you’d gladly give us Everything but wont forgive us lye, la, la, lyeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
