Текст песни Saint Motel — Van Horn /слова

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• Saint Motel — Van Horn

The thug life, baby
It chose me, I didn't choose this city
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I walked right over
You're a 10 and I'm a four leaf clover
Well, tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me?
It's kinda hard to tell
'Cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober?
Looking like it's time tonight

For fight or flight
Van Horn
Hold it steady
Drill it in like your J. Paul Getty
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Smith and Wesson
Taking shots that'll keep you guessing
Well, tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me?
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It's kinda hard to tell
'Cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober?
Looking like it's time tonight
For fight or flight
Van Horn
Ooh, what you gonna do?
Van Horn

What you gonna do?
Well, tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me?
It's kinda hard to tell
'Cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober?
Looking like it's time tonight
For fight or flight
Van Horn
Ooh, what you gonna do?
Van Horn
What you gonna do?

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• Saint Motel — My Type
• Saint Motel — You Do It Well

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