Tekst Utworu

I saw you licking a dollar bill I'm in the graveyard if looks could kill But murder ain't your thing, you just shoot to thrill But if you did, put you in my will, will Baby let's forget the morning, forget the morning Where you're winning Baby we could chase the sun, you got me gunning Pull my trigger Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh They say that your body is full of sin But they can't see the world that we're in Your body is the door through where peace begins I give you more, we can take a spin, spin Baby let's forget the morning, forget the morning Where you're winning Baby we could chase the sun, you got me gunning Pull my trigger Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh I got paid and all my dreams killed True, true, true Now they're waiting in my car for you You, you I saw you licking a dollar bill I'm in the graveyard if looks could kill But murder ain't your thing, you just shoot to thrill But if you did, put you in my will, will Baby let's forget the morning, forget the morning Where you're winning Baby we could chase the sun, you got me gunning Pull my trigger Baby let's forget the morning, forget the morning Where you're winning Baby we could chase the sun, you got me gunning Pull my trigger Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): James Dewitt Yancey, Mike Snow, Richard Allen Westfield, Ronald Bell, George M. Brown, Claydes Eugene Smith, Robert Spike Mickens, Robert Earl Bell, Dennis Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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