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• Artiste: Old Dominion
• Titre: Everything To Lose
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Everything that you do is driving me crazy Dancing and singing along and it’s catching my ear, catching my eye I think that it’s been long enough Girl you know I ain’t playing So let’s blow this popsicle stand, Girl and kiss it goodbye Kiss me one time like a chocolate-covered pretzel baby, salty and sweet Like a dog on a leash Begging for that treat So what are we waiting for? ‘Cause if you’re asking me We got everything to lose This bar, this band, these lights, this town This drink, your friends, my friends, our phones All track of time, and a little sleep, too We got everything to lose Our minds, our inhibitions My belt, your purse, your keys, my jacket This shirt on me, that dress on you Come on, girl We got everything to lose (We gotta lose everything baby) It’s been really long time since we got all wound up And wound up in each other’s arms and in each other’s heads And each other’s beds We got our own little groove That I’m loving the sound of Spending all night Spinning around Stripping it down to the basics of you and me So let’s this bar, this band, these lights, this town This drink, your friends, my friends, our phones All track of time, and a little sleep, too We got everything to lose Our minds, our inhibitions My belt, your purse, your keys, my jacket This shirt on me, that dress on you Come on, girl We got everything to lose You’re like a chocolate-covered pretzel baby, salty and sweet Like a dog on a leash Begging for that treat We got everything, everything to lose This bar, this band, these lights, this town This drink, your friends, my friends, our phones All track of time, and a little sleep, too We got everything to lose Our minds, our inhibitions My belt, your purse, your keys, my jacket This shirt on me, that dress on you Come on, girl We got everything to lose We got everything to lose