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2. | Rock 'N' Roll Fantasy |
3. | I (F*Ck) Mountains |
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5. | Sweet '69 |
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8. | Atmosphere |
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She caught my eye
And I was on fire
Like a bad dream
She's good to go
Bad boogie ballin' (x4)
She wore a wire
When I was a liar
She turned me in
And then sings out loud...
Bad boogie ballin' (x12)
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Oh can, can, can you do that dance?
Oh can, can, can you do that dance?
Oh can, can, can you do that dance?
Oh-a can, can, can you do that dance? x2
Oh come here a little closer to me
Oh come here a little closer to me
Oh, oh, I got a secret that I need to tell
Oh, I got a secret, 'think you're looking well
Oh my, my, my, m-ma my
Oh my, my, my, m-m-ma my
Oh-a m-ma my, m-ma, m-ma my
Oeh-a m-ma my, m-ma-ma my
Oh can, can, can you do that dance?
Oh can, can, can you do that dance?
Oeh, I got a secret that I need to tell
Oh, I got a secret, 'think you're looking swell
She don't got baby, she don't need
She don't got baby, she don't need
Oeh, she don't got baby, she don't need
Hoh, I got her love it's a dream dream dream
Oh-a she don't got baby, she don't need
Oh, oh, god i love pretty pretty thing
Oh can, can, can you do that dance?
Oh can, can, can you do that dance?
Oh can, can, can you do that dance?
Oeh-a can, can, can you do that dance?
Oh come here a little closer to me
Oh come here a little closer to me
Oh, I got a secret that I need to tell
Oh, I got a secret, 'think your look is well
She don't got baby, she don't need
She don't got baby, she don't need
Hoe, she don't got baby, she don't need
Oh, oh, I got her lovin' to dream dream dream
She don't got baby she don't need
Oh, oh I got her love, pretty pretty thing
Oh my, my, my, m-ma my
Oh my, my, my, m-m-ma my
Oh-a m-ma my, m-ma, m-ma my
Oeh-a m-ma my, m-ma-ma my x2
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I will come in your car
I know you can't see when I'm done
I don't know if it matters
I don't know if you're even there
Or if that matters to me
My name isn't Eva
I never learned to share
Only pull hair
But I like when I'm reminded
Of when it all started
Leslie oh Leslie
My name isn't Eva
Under a boat
Your hand down my panties
And I thought you had a girl's name
Leslie Leslie
Leslie Leslie
Leslie Leslie
My name isn't Eva
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Hé misses model,
Could you be a little obvious?
We spent the night on some rocks,
That's where we fucked
Our bodies exploit
Then you had to go, off to Paris
And I had to go, hang in the street
Oh, so now we don't talk
But that's quite alright
You were a tourist in my town
Saw all your photos,
And pretty pictures on city walls
Spent all my money on fancy robes,
Trying to swing you
But you saw through
All of my moves
My clever disguise
Foulting our eyes
Oh, so now we don't talk
But that's quite alright
You were a tourist in my town
Lalalala, lala
Lalalalalala, lala
Lalalala, lala
Lalalala, lala
But it's all alright
But it's all alright
If I was a model
You were a punk
Let's make it obvious
We'd spend a night on some rocks
That's where we'd fuck
Roll ourselfs hard
Then I had to go, off to Paris
And you had to go, hang on the streets
Oh, so now we don't talk
But that's quite alright
I was a tourist in your town
I'm just a tourist in you town x12
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