Lyrics
I told a lie when I tried to
Deny that I stole your bike
I got a fright when I saw
The flashing lights parking outside
(Bet ya) Bet ya never told your
Mother 'bout the other undiscovered magazines
Oh, hi, your sister, godly mister
Bought that blister after that ugly scene
I tried so hard to hide
This black heart of mine
But I think, no, wait
I know you've known all along
Don't you try to fight
Don't you try to hide your love from me
Shut your pretty mouth
Come sit on the couch, make love to me
You washing down that car
You know that's all I ever wanna dream about
I takе the rubbish out
I'm pumping up my biggest pout
(Soapy) Soapy bubbles, wеt T-shirt
Pretend to wash the dirt from my nails
Now, what I'm betting is you're sweating
'Cause I'm guessing you've come
Straight out of jail
Don't you try to fight
Don't you try to hide your love from me
Shut your pretty mouth
Come sit on the couch, make love to me
Don't you try to fight
Don't ya, don't ya, don't ya
Don't you try to hide
Don't ya, don't ya, don't ya
Shut your pretty mouth
Come sit on the couch, make love to me, yeah
Don't you try to fight
Don't ya, don't ya, don't ya
Don't you try to hide
Don't ya, don't ya, don't ya
Shut your pretty mouth
Come sit on the couch, make love to me, yeah
WRITERS
Maya Hawie, Toni Allan Haimi
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © A+G SYNC INC
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Top Emotion
Sadness
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Theme
Sexual
