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Natasha Bedingfield - Stumble Natasha Bedingfield - Stumble |
*** Autor textu: Natasha Bedingfield *** Autor hudby: Natasha Bedingfield | I'm not the kinda girl you bring to mother
I'm not the kinda girl you kiss in public
My manners leave, a lot to be desired
At least I'm not a liar
And I'm not about the suttle innuendo
More likely to throw rocks off at your window
Will walk on egg shells so you don't hear the
Crazy things am saying when you get near me
I'd rather disappear than be faking it
Anyway you like me yeah I know it
You're so transparent how you stumble round those words so well
You like me there I said it
Don't need a dictionary helping me
Coz I can spell
My foot was in my mouth the day I met you
All my friends they said I'd never get you
But they don't know it when they see it
They need glasses to believe it.
They don't understand so be you what can I say.
Anyway you like me yeah I know it
You're so transparent how you stumble round those words so well
You like me there I said it
Don't need a dictionary helping me
Coz I can tell
By the way you turn me on.
To your favourite bands
By the way you pour me coffee
When am too tired to stand
The way you lift me up when am fading
Breathe me in when I am suffocating
Don't say that it's just because you can
And don't be stupid thinking I have misjudged you
I know enough to know when someone trusts you
Why fight it now it isn't gonna hurt you
Anyway you like me
And I know it
You're so transparent how you stumble round those words so well
You like me there I said it
Don't need a dictionary helping me
Coz I can spell
You Like me Yeah I know it
You're so transparent how you stumble round those words
How you stumbleee |
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