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• Artiste: Amanda Marshall
• Titre: Everybody's Got A Story
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La la la la la la la Ohhh...yeah. Huh You walk up to me and say Feel like I know you baby And then take a sip of your cherry coke now Now who drinks a cherry coke Maybe you're nervous I see that bead of sweat dancing on your cheek Your words are like cheap champagne. I get the point but it's much too sweet. I'm so tried of the dance This carousel of superficial conversation Gets me nowhere So you can see my bra, underneath my shirt Watch the wind, underneath my skirt But that ain't the picture, it's just a part Everybody's got a story that could break your heart See my eyes, don't see what I see. Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me. It's the human condition that keeps us apart Everybody's got a story that could break your heart Yeah, everybody's got a story that could break your heart Na na na na na na Now who could read the mind of the red-headed girl next door Or the taxi driver who just dropped you off Or the classmate that you ignore Don't assume everything on the surface is what you see Cause that classmate just lost her mother. And that taxi driver's got a PHD. I'm so tired of the fear That weighs us down with wrong assumptions Of broken hearts, a natural function So you can see my bra, underneath my shirt Watch the wind, underneath my skirt But that ain't the picture, it's just a part Everybody's got a story that could break your heart See my eyes, don't see what I see. Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me. It's the human condition that keeps us apart And everybody's got a story that could break your heart See my bra, underneath my shirt Watch the wind, underneath my skirt But that ain't the picture, it's just a part Everybody's got a story that could break your heart La la la la la la la.... So dig deep Depper than the image that you see Dig deep Lift the veil and let your true self breathe Dig deep Show the world the beauty underneath See my bra, underneath my shirt Watch the wind, underneath my skirt But that ain't the picture, it's just a part Everybody's got a story that could break your heart See my eyes, don't see what I see. Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me. It's the human condition that keeps us apart And everybody's got a story that could break your heart See my bra, underneath my shirt Watch the wind, underneath my skirt But that ain't the picture, it's just a part Everybody's got a story that could break your heart See my eyes, don't see what I see. Touch my tongue, don't know what tastes good to me. It's the human condition that keeps us apart And everybody's got a story that could break your heart La la la la la la...