Tiffany Blews
Inglés

Letra de Tiffany Blews

ÁlbumFolie À Deux
Año2008
GéneroRock Roll
Duración6:27
Idioma originalInglés
Vistas20K
AaLectura
Tamaño 18

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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, o-oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, o-oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, o-oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, o-oh, oh I'm not a crybaby I'm the crybaby A caterpillar that got stuck Mister moth, come quick with any luck A long walk to a dark ha-ha-ha-ha-house A roman candle heart, keep us far apart I'm cocktail party doing alright Hate me baby, maybe I'm a piece of art Oh, my friends all lie and say They only want the best wishes for me Oh, three, two, one, we go live Oh, baby, you're a classic Like a little black dress You're a faded Moon Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess) Whoa, whoa And oh, baby, you're a classic Like a little black dress But you'll be faded soon Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess) Whoa, whoa-oh (oh) I can make your heart slow I can feel the weather in my bones Wish hard enough, I could turn it to what I like Your pupils (big), big (rollin') Rolling like dice They say They only want the best wishes for me (they only want the best for me) Oh, three, two, one, we go live Oh, baby, you're a classic Like a little black dress You're a faded Moon Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess) Whoa, whoa And oh, baby, you're a classic (you're a classic) Like a little black dress But you'll be faded soon Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess) Whoa, whoa-oh Not the boy I was, the boy I am is just venting, venting Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city Not the boy I was, the boy I am is just venting, venting Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city They say They only want the best wishes for me (they only want the best for me) Oh, three, two, one, we go live Oh, baby, you're a classic (oh, baby, you're a classic, oh, oh, oh,) Like a little black dress (whoa-ooh) You're a faded Moon (you're a faded Moon) Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess) Whoa, whoa And oh, baby, you're a classic (oh, baby, you're a classic) Like a little black dress (oh, oh, ooh) But you'll be faded soon Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess) Whoa, whoa-oh, whoa-oh

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