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The Acorn People
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Sam Jackson
Tearing up my appetite, Oh you are such a delight, I said, 'Oooh wa ooh wa ooh, I'm headed straight through the moon.'
With all these smooth hips, Come the sweetest lips in the west. Should've never meant a thing to me at best.
Your mother's scared to lose her son, To a crazy b*tch stoppin' for no one, Well I could easily see, How she'd be so scared of me.
Fogging up my eyes, Tunnel vision on the prize, I said, 'Oooh wa ooh wa ooh, Just hang me up on your noose.' 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
With all these smooth hips, Come the sweetest lips in the west. Should've never meant a thing to me at best.
Well in my bed mistakes were made, Like a million snakes on a aeroplane, Keep on waiting for this sh*t, Just to take one more hit.
Swing batter batter, swing batter batter, swing, Bring batter batter, bring batter batter, bring Bring it on (ooh) I won't keep holding on, I won't keep holding on.
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