Texty

What can I say? What can I try? What do I got to do? I've got to make you mine What can I say? What can I try? What do I got to do? I've got to make you mine She says she's an '80s baby She goes for the bad boy type She says she's an '80s baby In the club she dance all night She says she's an '80s baby She goes for the bad boy type She says she's an '80s baby In the club she dance all night (All night) (All night) She said she never thinks she'll find love And she said she really likes drugs Always sniffing the cocaine 'til her mind's numb It's like she's never, ever high enough What can I say? What can I try? What do I got to do? I've got to make you mine? What can I say? What can I try? What do I got to do? I've got to make you mine? She says she's an '80s baby She goes for the bad boy type She says she's an '80s baby In the club she dance all night She says she's an '80s baby She goes for the bad boy type She says she's an '80s baby In the club she dance all night (All night) (All night) Then she started taking a little pill She said she really likes the way it feels Always doing them drugs until her brain melt She's searching for that feeling that she once felt What can I say? What can I try? What do I got to do? I've got to make you mine What can I say? What can I try? What do I got to do? I've got to make you mine She says she's an '80s baby She goes for the bad boy type She says she's an '80s baby In the club she dance all night She says she's an '80s baby She goes for the bad boy type She says she's an '80s baby In the club she dance all night (All night)
Writer(s): Kasseem Dean, Trevor Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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