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• Artiste: Kevin McHale
• Titre: James Dean
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I like this boy, right I said I like this boy, right He asks me to come over But I don't know what he's got in mind So, do you wanna talk about it? Don't act like you're not about it And act like the shit never happens to you And we can just do What you normally do And sweep it up under the rug like you normally do (Normally do) And cuddle and nap in the club like you normally do You got me so know that you will (Know that you will) Your breath smells a little bit like a lit cigarette Your skin covers your sins like a silhouette But your kiss is the softest thing I've ever felt before Wearing thrift store James Dean jeans, you're made for sex Used to spend the nights alone on the dark internet And now you spend the nights instead with me in bed you know When I'm feeling lonely and I want you on me I put on a CD, some Lana and Colbie, U2 forever, boy (Forever, boy) And I want to see you (I wanna see you, I wanna yeah) And I want that good night (Oh) Not like before, we're sober and slow I need you to calm me, to do what you taught me now Like you normally do (You normally do) And sweep it up under the rug like you normally do (Normally do) And cuddle and nap in the club like you normally do You got me so know that you will (Know that you will) Oh, oh, oh Your breath smells a little bit like a lit cigarette Your skin covers your sins like a silhouette But your kiss is the softest thing I've ever felt before, before Wearing thrift store James Dean jeans, you're made for sex Used to spend the nights alone on the dark internet And now you spend the nights instead with me in bed, you know When I'm feeling lonely, yeah I put on my CD, Lana and Colbie, U2 forever boy Yeah Your breath smells a little bit like a lit cigarette Your skin covers your sins like a silhouette But your kiss is the softest thing I've ever felt before, before Wearing thrift store James Dean jeans, you're made for sex Used to spend the nights alone on the dark internet And now you spend the nights instead with me in bed, you know I like to sleep, sleep, sleep While you playin' Xbox You drive your Jeep, Jeep, Jeep While I'm playin' hip hop