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Lest We Forget
Religious
Lest We Forget adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Mizmo Enterprises tarafından 5 Eylül 2017 tarihinde yayınlandıLest We Forget - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi5 Eylül 2017
FirmaMizmo Enterprises
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM117

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mary Moore
Mary Moore
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mary L. Moore
Mary L. Moore
Songwriter

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Starving, and you look like you're fresh off the Barbie
Vintage like an indie film darling
Revve me like you're starting in your Harley up
Baby, call me
Ooh, that summer's so camp
They're blowing their whistles and you're holding my hand
Ooh, so red, white and blue
My sleeping bag's cozy and I think it fits two
Babe, you've got me sweating like the 4th of July
Your cheeks are burning redder than your friends if you're like me
Oh my eyes, they say I believe you
A wet hot American, wet hot American dream
Dreamin' of you meltin' on my body like ice cream
Two-finger salute to how you look in that white tee
Oh my eyes, you make me believe in
A wet hot American, wet hot American dream
Old muscle cars and "bless your heart" and lying to our parents
I'll pledge allegiance to the flag if that's all that you're wearing
You light me up like fireworks so yes of course I'm staring
'Cause baby tastes like apple pie and I don't feel like sharing
Ooh, that summer goes camp
They're skinny-dipping, baby, and kissing in the sand
Oh, in red, blue and white
I'll drown in the lake just to drown in your eyes
Babe, you've got me sweating like the 4th of July
Your cheeks are burning redder than your friends if you're like me
Oh my eyes, they say I believe you
A wet hot American, wet hot American dream
Dreamin' of you meltin' on my body like ice cream
Two-finger salute to how you look in that white tee
Oh my eyes, you make me believe in
A wet hot American, wet hot American dream
American summer, American queen, American mother, land of the free
The home of the lovers, oh say can you see, what I'd be doing to you under the covers
Baby, got me sweating like the 4th of July
Your cheeks are burning redder than your friends if you're like me
Oh my eyes, they say I believe you
A wet hot American, wet hot American dream
Dreamin' of you meltin' on my body like ice cream
Two-finger salute to how you look in that white tee
Oh my eyes, you make me believe in
A wet hot American, wet hot American dream
Wet hot American dream
Oh my eyes, you make me believe in
A wet hot American, wet hot American dream
Written by: Mary L. Moore
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