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Say We Can

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 14.08.2012

Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can
Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can

I'm the type who takes love literally
If it's there I take it to the max
So if this is a propositioning
I recommend you understand the facts

Are you just posing
As a dream
The silly games
That people scheme

Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can
Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can

I like romance to spell tomorrow
Just want a thrilll I'll read a book, yeah
So if it's a good time you're after
I suggest you take another look

Oh the things
We put ourselves through
So we can find out
Who should be with you

Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can
Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can

Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can
Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can

Listen, in my time I've seen them all
Go and come
Come and go

Listen, passing through revolving doors
Could it be
What I'm really waiting for

Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can
Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can

Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can
Just say we can
Say we can
Say yes
We can


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