Graffiti My Soul (Live)
Girls Aloud« Graffiti My Soul (Live) » est une chanson de Girls Aloud, 2013, Pop. La chanson dure 3:10, 73 lines / 465 words.
Paroles
0:01Spike heels and skin tight jeans
0:02I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby
0:04Spike heels and skin tight jeans
0:06I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby
0:08Spike heels and skin tight jeans
0:10I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby
0:13I'm hanging on a wire
0:15Spike heels and skin tight jeans
0:17I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby
0:19Come baby come you know what I mean
0:21And the drum beat's rising higher
0:23Bang goes my self control
0:25I got your name on my face your face on my mind
0:27Baby come baby come graffiti my soul
0:30We should be getting it on
0:32Fly DJ's playing my song
0:34Why don't you take me head on
0:39We should be getting somewhere
0:41Some kind of cool love affair
0:43Don't act as if you don't care
0:45You dream of touching me there
0:55Your kisses taste of cyanide
0:57And that's no good for me
0:59An open heart is suicide
1:02In my philosophy
1:04I need a walking talking mannequin
1:06That simply folds away
1:08And never questions anything
1:10I've got to say
1:13No more explanations
1:14You're never gonna know
1:17You could kill my reputation
1:19I don't do heavy loads
1:21No more conversations
1:23You can't carve up the world
1:25It's a dangerous occupation
1:27Talking to a girl
1:29I'm complicated
1:33And I celebrate it
1:38You're getting jaded
1:42You're fascinated
1:46I'm complicated
1:47Out the bedroom down the stairs
1:50And I celebrate it
1:52Along the carpet no one cares
1:55You tell me you hate it
1:57On the table on to the floor
1:59You're fascinated
2:01It's procreation and nothing more
2:04Dance if you want till the dirty is done
2:06'Cos we're stars in the dead of the night
2:08But if you're looking for romance
2:09Or a chance to reflect in the sun
2:10Baby I'm gonna put up a fight
2:12And you can dance if you want
2:13Till you fall out of space
2:15And you crash in the back of the car
2:16But if you wanna have the kids and the cash
2:18Then get out of my face don't push my love too far
2:38I'm hanging on a wire
2:41Spike heels and skin tight jeans
2:43I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby
2:45Come baby come you know what I mean
2:47And the drum beat's rising higher
2:49Bang goes my self control
2:51I got your name on my face your face on my mind
2:53Baby come baby come graffiti my soul
2:58Baby come baby come graffiti my soul
3:02Baby come baby come graffiti my soul
3:04And the drum beat's rising higher
3:07Bang goes my self control
3:08I got your name on my face your face on my mind
3:10Baby come baby come graffiti my soul
Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby I'm hanging on a wire Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby Come baby come you know what I mean And the drum beat's rising higher Bang goes my self control I got your name on my face your face on my mind Baby come baby come graffiti my soul We should be getting it on Fly DJ's playing my song Why don't you take me head on We should be getting somewhere Some kind of cool love affair Don't act as if you don't care You dream of touching me there Your kisses taste of cyanide And that's no good for me An open heart is suicide In my philosophy I need a walking talking mannequin That simply folds away And never questions anything I've got to say No more explanations You're never gonna know You could kill my reputation I don't do heavy loads No more conversations You can't carve up the world It's a dangerous occupation Talking to a girl I'm complicated And I celebrate it You're getting jaded You're fascinated I'm complicated Out the bedroom down the stairs And I celebrate it Along the carpet no one cares You tell me you hate it On the table on to the floor You're fascinated It's procreation and nothing more Dance if you want till the dirty is done 'Cos we're stars in the dead of the night But if you're looking for romance Or a chance to reflect in the sun Baby I'm gonna put up a fight And you can dance if you want Till you fall out of space And you crash in the back of the car But if you wanna have the kids and the cash Then get out of my face don't push my love too far I'm hanging on a wire Spike heels and skin tight jeans I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way baby Come baby come you know what I mean And the drum beat's rising higher Bang goes my self control I got your name on my face your face on my mind Baby come baby come graffiti my soul Baby come baby come graffiti my soul Baby come baby come graffiti my soul And the drum beat's rising higher Bang goes my self control I got your name on my face your face on my mind Baby come baby come graffiti my soul
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