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Artiste:
Lou Doillon
Titre:
Too Much
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Oh, I've been pacing up and down this corridor Waiting for you to swing open the door Is there something that I'm missing Or is it too much that I'm showing? I know some say "Fight him away", but me I say "Come in" So I smile a little too much And the glass, it comes quick to the mouth And I go on and on sometimes just like the rest of us So I smile a little too much And the glass, it comes quick to the mouth And I go on and on sometimes just like the rest of us It must be something deep within that I need to prove to you Maybe I'm not what you expected to find Yes, I'm all out on display and what I've spent a life to gather In a night I'll give away, yes in a night I'll give away So I smile a little too much And the glass, it comes quick to the mouth And I go on and on sometimes just like the rest of us Yes, I smile a little too much And the glass, it comes quick to the mouth And I go on and on sometimes just like the rest of us You can see me come a mile away You can see me come a mile away Oh, you can see me come a mile away 'Cause I've been pacing up and down this corridor Waiting for you to swing open the door Is there something that I'm missing or is it too much that I'm showing? I know some say "Fight him away", but me I say "Come in" So I smile a little too much And the glass, it comes quick to the mouth And I go on and on sometimes just like the rest of us So I smile a little too much And the glass, it comes quick to the mouth And I go on and on sometimes just like the rest of us So I smile a little too much And the glass, it comes quick to the mouth And I go on and on sometimes just like the rest of us Yes, I smile a little too much And the glass, it comes quick to the mouth And I go on and on sometimes just like the rest of us