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Artiste:
Lily Allen
Titre:
L8 CMMR
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Good lover, good lover Feels good like a long whole summer Late comer, he's a late comer My mind is a bad motherfucker He can bring it, bring it all day long All other man, them been wrong Nobody will get to see That he's gonna spend his life with me You can't have him No way he's taken in ladies I don't mean his babies Look at my ring He's going nowhere till this fat lady sings And when I see his face I feel like I could win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game And when I lad him fall I couldn't ask him anymore I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He want me game certain match My lover, my lover Shoes and scores like he's Maradona Undercover Under the covers, my mind is a bad motherfucker Anybody, anyone could see I'd have caught him eventually Me and him have a thing that's rare Other girls can look elsewhere You can't have him No way, he's taken ladies I've got me his babies Look at my ring He's going nowhere till this fat lady sings And when I see his face I feel like I can win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for? I couldn't ask for any more I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game, set, and match You can look girl but you can't touch Don't know why I love him so much Can't put this thing into words My love for him's absurd You can look girl but you can't touch Don't know why I love him so much Can't put this thing into words My love for him's absurd And when I see his face I feel like I can win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for? I couldn't ask for any more I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game, set, and match And when I see his face I feel like I can win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for? I couldn't ask for any more I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game, set, and match