Sweet Talker
(I can see)
Sweet talker, I'm not gunna stop you
You talk so sweet and it's dribbling like honey
It's just one taste
I see what your tryin' to do, oh oh, yeah yeah,
Its hot, steaks are getting higher
No love for free man
It costs if you're the buyer
My life's for me
I see what cha tryin' to do oh oh
(Come on)
Lazy lover, oh, you slide me through you
Slide me though your
Lazy lover I will slide me through your window
And i give you oh the sweetest dreams you ever had
Make your early morning not so bad
I can see just what you're tryin' to do
That's a nice a house
I like what you've done with the place
Your ginger bread and that greedy smile upon your face
I can see just what you're tryin' to do oh oh
(Come on)
Lazy lover, oh, you slide me through your
Slide me though your
Lazy lover I will slide me through your window
And I'll give you, oh, the sweetest dreams you ever had
Make your early morning not so bad
I can see just what you're tryin' to do
But, don't worry, I say get it over with
'Cuz what you want to know,
You've got it on your finger tips
Don't you ask for more that wave
Just tumbles me round till I'm lost somewhere
With baby, I just can't make a sound
It's so unfortunate
But I've already been through this
And I can see just what your tryin; to do
I can see just what you need to do
Похожие новости.
Yesterday You Threw Away Tomorrow
You've always been apart of me, And now you're a stranger, You promised, you were meant to be, Mine till the end, We both signed our names in the circle, And kissed by the sea. You
I Came Here To Live
I grew up in a town where tough was a cigarette And a souped up car on a county road Nothin' much to do back then So we'd make bets On how much drink
Снежная Королева
Муз: О.Попков Сл. О.Попков Ледяные искорки в глазах, И холодный ветер на губах. Ты красив не здешней красотой, Ты такой прекрасный и чужой. Твои руки белые снега, Твои речи сладкая нуга, Слово к слову лепестки от
Lookin’ For Love
She grew up in California But never had no sunny days So she moved up to Minnesota To leave behind the things that kept the sun away And now I cant believe shes gone When
Лолита
Много красок белых в палитре моей В ней все сказки дней и печали ночей Я рисую, пусть мешают слёзы И я верю что ещё не поздно. Знаешь, я с тобою умела летать Что же вдруг