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Do a dance for me Baby it is late still you pour me a tall one... Go on, let the liquid take off what you're on. You've been down before Boy and I like this I'm in quicksand I am sinking fast Perfect, heal it Because your other half has got himself A devil's excess or Access Welcome to England, he said Welcome to my World You better bring your own sun, sweet girl You gotta bring your own sun Don't you forget your Bring your own sun Just enough for everyone Heels on, go on Bang a tango but do not get tangled Who can stay strong When they only give us lies to lean on When your heart explodes Is it deathly cold You must let the colors violate the Backness the rest A magic world in parallel So leave your daily hell Welcome to England, he said Welcome to my World It's not a question, if I can Fight by your side And withstand Anything but But I forgot That you said, girl If you come You better bring your own sun, sweet girl You gotta bring your own sun Don't you forget you Bring your own sun Just enough for everyone Welcome to England |
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| 2. |
| 4:23 |
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Hey Mrs. C, please don't jump
why not? Nothing is making sense anymore to me I don't know when I stopped making him smile Now the kids see me crying all the time From one mother to the other They'll never get over this for their lifetime All their wishes will be dashed upon those cliffs so let's be strong for you and me the night is opening Our angels are falling and they will warm us She asked, "Right Now? Right Here?" I'm feelin' soon, soon my dear Maybe California Maybe California As mothers we have our troubles you'll leave them with emptiness for their lifetime All their wishes will be dashed upon those cliffs So let's be strong you and me the night is opening Our angels are falling and they will warm us She asked, "Right Now? Right Here?" I'm feelin' soon, soon my dear Maybe California Maybe California Until then there will be starlight shining down For every tear in every town |
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| 3. |
| 3:02 |
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Shock, got the shock of my life
Just buckle up girls, I'm stealin' the night From the still of the night What they're down to Let's see, in cold daylight I gotta get this right I gotta get this right 'Cause she's all And I am low Watching you watching her play this game Yes, she's bold Bold enough To set fire to your plain Her fire to your plain Pray You can pray to your Jane I put out the call But not to be saved Called my deviling kin With her yellow Aston Martin We gotta get this right I gotta get this right 'Cause she's all And I am low Watching him watching her play this game Yes, she's bold Bold enough To set fire to his plain She said, "get in" And set the SatNav to hell Or would it be a purgatory? I gotta get this right I gotta get this right 'Cause she's all And I am low Watching you watching her play this game Yes, she's bold Bold enough To set fire to your plain Her fire to your plain Her fire... Bold enough... Her fire to your plain |
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