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Ellie Goulding
Ellie Goulding


Background information
Birth name Elen Jane Goulding
Born December 30, 1986
Born place Hereford, England
Origin London, England, United Kingdom
Genre(s) Folk-Pop
Folktronica
Synthpop
Electropop
Indie Pop
Years active 2008—present
Label(s) Polydor
Cherrytree Records
Neon Gold Records
Website Website



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Ellie Goulding Lyrics

"Under The Sheets" lyrics


Like all the boys before, like all the boys, boys, boys(x2)

You left your blood stain on the floor
You set your sights on him
You left a hand print on the door,
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before (boys boys boys boys)

This is our luck, baby, running out
Her clothes were never off
We still have hours to run about
To scale the map, scale the map, to get us back on track
I've seen you in a fight you lost, Ive seen you in a fii-ii-ii-ii-ght

(chorus)
Were under the sheets and you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
Were under the sheets and you're killin' me

Like all the boys before, like all the boys, boys, boys(x2)

In here the world wont bring us down
Our plan is golden
Out there a lonely girl could drown
In here were frozen

Where did the people go?
My hands are empty
You're not the answer I should know
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,)

(chorus)

Were in a mess baby, were in a mess babe
Your more is less babe (oh, oh)
Were in a mess baby, were in a mess babe
Your more is less babe (oh, oh!)

(chorus)were under the sheets and you're killin me
In our house made of paper, and you're words all over me
We're under the sheets and your killin' me
(Ive seen you in a fight you lost)
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before
Were under the sheets and your killing me
Our house full of paper and you're words all over me
Were under the sheets and youre killing me
(oh you're killin me, your killin me!!)

Were under the sheets and you're killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
Were under the sheets and you're killin me
(killin me, killin me, killin me)
Killin me, killin me, killin me

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