Songteksten

Big old jumpers, funky shoes I got all those rings from you Flower in my, that's the mood What you say? Should we skip school? Run to Paris, hotel rooms Hannah Montana, this is real life too Friday nights at cemetery lane Everything is never the same We go dance on memory lane 'Til we drop our shoes, at the end of the day Star bursting over rainbows We don't care about the rain though Smile on my face 'cause I say so And it's all love, that's the case closed Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh, uh-uh-uh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Outta run to Paris 'Bouta see what's happenin' Gonna feel some magic (oh, yeah) Everything romantic 'Specially way we dancin' Audience is clapping (uh, yeah) Big old jumpers, funky shoes I got all those rings from you Flower in my, that's the mood What you say? Should we skip school? Run to Paris, hotel rooms Hannah Montana, this is real life too Friday nights at cemetery lane Everything is never the same We go dance on memory lane 'Til we drop our shoes at the end of the day Star bursting over rainbows We don't care about the rain though Smile on my face 'cause I say so And it's all love, that's the case closed Mm We go on-on, mm Mm-mm We go on, we go on We go on, we go on We go, mm-mm
Writer(s): Jonathan Christopher Shave, George Astasio, Dan Smith, Wilfred Cisse, Fatoumata Joyce Cisse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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