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• Artiste: Frights (The)
• Titre: Tungs
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One, two, three, four For if we ain't got the time I tell ya, baby, I don't think we're doing fine We just haven't got a clue I keep my love, I want my blood inside of you Do you think I'm cute? Well it's too late to check And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes? 'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you Everybody knows I'm right I can't control it, I got my eyes on you all night We just haven't got a clue I keep my love, I want my blood inside of you Do you think I'm cute? Well it's too late to check And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes? 'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you One, two, three, four Do you think I'm cute? Well it's too late to check And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes? 'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you Do you think I'm cute? Well it's too late to check And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes? 'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you Ripped to shit from walking the world Ripped to shit, ripped to shit from walking the world for you