Lyrics

Cradle me, I'll cradle you I'll win your heart with a woop-a-woo Pulling shapes just for your eyes So with toothpaste kisses and lines I'll be yours and you'll be... Lay with me, I'll lay with you We'll do the things that lovers do Put the stars in our eyes And with heart shaped bruises And late night kisses, divine
Writer(s): Robert Dylan Thomas, Felix White, Hugo White, Shepherd Rupert Alexander J. Jarvis, Orlando Thomas Penhale Weeks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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