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Artiste:
Amber Mark
Titre:
Mixer
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Gonna get in your mind one fine day Gonna figure you out one fine day Dear Lord, maybe I should stay away, stay away Little lost, little found, blind with temptation Tell me somethin', do I make you feel the way that I do? I been uptight, you got me right, I'm back into my groove Keep me pumpin', gimme somethin' that I could get used to I'm on fire, gotta keep me lit all night, all night, they say And they say my heart will bleed But it doesn't gotta do it 'Cause your love is so nasty, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah In the dark I'm livin' the dream When you pull up behind me Like a mixer up in that green, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah Every night, cut lights, touch your face Every night I try to find out what's on your brain Dear Mama, help me know just what to say 'Cause I don't wanna be blind with temptation Tell me somethin', do I make you feel the way that I do? I been uptight, you got me right, I'm back into my groove Keep me pumpin', gimme somethin' that I could get used to I'm on fire, gotta keep me lit all night, all night, they say And they say my heart will bleed But it doesn't gotta do it 'Cause your love is so nasty, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah In the dark I'm livin' the dream When you pull up behind me Like a mixer up in that green, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah You hit me late night, "Miss, can I come over?" Put you on replay in my mind all summer I'm wide awake, my body shakes and shivers I'm a fool, I guess, 'cause I text you, "Yes" Even though my friends, they say And they say my heart will bleed But it doesn't gotta do it 'Cause your love is so nasty, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah In the dark I'm livin' the dream When you pull up behind me Like a mixer up in that green, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah