Bence yeterince bekledik. Artık bu sesin arkasındaki akıldan, kalpten nasıl sözler nasıl ritimler çıkıcak meraklanıyorum. Mutlaka vardır kendi yazdığın bir şeyler. Bekliyorum... Umarım daha çok bekletmezsin
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard Your rolled up sleeves in your skull T-shirt You say, "What did you do with him today?" And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray 'Cause you're my fella, my guy Hand me your Stella and fly By the time I'm out the door You tear men down like Roger Moore I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good Upstairs in bed with my ex-boy He's in a place but I can't get joy Thinking on you in the final throes This is when my buzzer goes Run out to meet you, chips and pita You say, "when we married, " 'cause you're not bitter "There'll be none of him no more" I cried for you on the kitchen floor I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good Yo, aye yo I knew you was trouble When I first laid eyes on you Temperature so hot the heat just rise with you Lemme ride with you talk about your mistakes You cheated yourself but these are the breaks And it'll never be the same again 'cause of old boy But, oh boy Together we make so much joy In the sands, and, oh, what a web we weave But you played me so I had to roll up my sleeves And hunt you down, holding the next man's stacks Now you sorry and trying to bring that old thing back Act like we can rekindle that flame It's a shame How you can't get me off the brain He that lame You love how I bring the pain Got them rug burns stinging and you saying my name Say my name, uh That's right I'm high post Get the champagne love word up we gonna toast I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I, I was trouble You know that I'm no good I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble Yeah, you know that I'm no good
Lyrics: Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt Your rolled-up sleeves in your skull t-shirt You say, "What did you do with him today?" And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray 'Cause you're my fella, my guy Hand me your Stella and fly By the time I'm out the door You tear me down like Roger Moore I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good Upstairs in bed, with my ex-boy He's in a place, but I can't get joy Thinking on you in the final throes This is when my buzzer goes Run out to meet you, chips and pitta You say, "When we're married" 'Cause you're not bitter "There'll be none of him no more" I cried for you on the kitchen floor I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain We're like how we were again I'm in the tub, you on the seat Lick your lips as I soap my feet Then you notice likkle carpet burn My stomach drop and my guts churn You shrug and it's the worst To truly stuck the knife in first I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble Yeah, you know that I'm no good
Me too, we are everywhere in the world and in the internet. Why we frequently find the foreign singing good songs, even when it is Brazilian one, and take so long to find a new talent with a marvelous repertoire in here?
Her halini sevemezsin bir insanın sesi gülüşünü seversin saćlarini... sonra boyatır saçlarını öyle kala kala kalırsinsin ama senle ilgilidir bu onunla ilgili degil sesinin seni götürdügü yeride sen bilirsin ... degisim iyidir sevgiler ❤
Could you try to rise your volume? I feel you are not challenging yourself enough. You still got plenty of things to find inside once you overcome "your limits"
