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Interpret: Girls Aloud Žánr: Národnost: - Poslední album: What Will The Neighbours Say |
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TEXTY PÍSNÍ / GIRLS ALOUD / GRAFFITI MY SOUL |
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GRAFFITI MY SOULInterpret: Girls Aloud Text písně Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby I'm hanging on a wire Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby Come baby, come you know what I mean And the drum beats rising higher Bang goes my self control I've got your name on my face Your face on my mind baby Come baby, come Graffiti my soul We should be getting it on Fly DJs playing my song Why don't you take me head on? We should be getting somewhere Some kind of cool an affair Don't act as if you don't care You dream of touching me Your kisses taste of cyanide And that's no good for me An open hearted suicide Ain't my philosophy A walking talking mannequin And never questions anything I've got to say No more explanations You're never gonna know You killed my reputation I don't do heavy loads No more conversation You can't carve up the world It's a dangerous occupation Talking to a girl I'm complicated And I celebrate it Not entertaining But you're fascinated I'm complicated And I celebrate it Don't entertain it But you're fascinated (And nothing more) Dance if you want till the dirty is done Cos we're stars at the dead of the night but If you're looking for romance, there's a chance Reflecting the sun then I'm gonna put up a fight Dance if you want til you fall out of space and Crash in the back of the car But if you wanna have my keys and my cash Don't push my love too far I'm hanging on a wire Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fistful of love that's coming your way baby Come baby, come you know what I mean And the drum beats rising higher Bang goes my self control I've got your name on my face Your face on my mind baby Come baby, come Graffiti my soul Come baby, come Graffiti my soul Baby come baby, come Graffiti my soul And the drum beats rising higher Bang goes my self control I've got your name on my face Your face on my mind baby Come baby, come Graffiti my soul Komentáře |