|
|
|
Hey, sugar, you almost got us punched in a fight |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Because baby, you know the one thing I gotta know |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Wherever you go, tell me because I抦 gonna know |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Like seven inches from the midday sun |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
I hear you whisper & the words melt everyone |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
My mu-equita, my Spanish harlem mona lisa |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Your my reason for reason |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
And if you say this life ain抰 good enough |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
I would give my world to lift you up |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| |
Category: Negeri & Negara
|
Author
