Judy’s Love Line
She looked me in the eyes, saw another
game
But why am I freaked out, might have to fake my name
Maybe this could be stronger, stronger
Now she’s staring longer and longer, stronger
He looked me in my eyes, saw another
game
But why am i freaked out, might not tell him my name
Maybe this could be stronger, stronger
Now he’s staring longer, longer, stronger
Go on, rock this party
That’s the way we’ve got it, aaah aaah
Go on, rock this party
That’s the way we’ve got it, aaah aaah
And then I took a chance, didn’t fake my name
And all I wanted to hear is "let’s begin the game”
Maybe this could be stronger and stronger
Now she’s staring me longer and longer, stronger
And then I took a chance, I said "Judy’s my name”
And all I wanted to hear is "let’s begin the game”
Maybe this could be stronger, stronger
Now he’s staring longer, longer, stronger
Go on, rock this party
That’s the way we’ve got it, aaah aaah
Go on, rock this party
That’s the way we’ve got it, aaah aaah
Judy’s love line
Judy’s love line
Judy’s love line
It’s what I’m lining up for x2
Go on, rock this party
That’s the way we’ve got it, aaah aaah
Go on, rock this party
That’s the way we’ve got it, aaah aaah
Judy’s love line
Judy’s love line
Judy’s love line
It’s what I’m lin?ng up for x2
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