Letra de Neon lights de Molotov Jukebox
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Letra de NEON LIGHTS de MOLOTOV JUKEBOX.
( Molotov Jukebox )
Let me finish before I begin,
Speakers cornered by this London Djinn
Gift of the gab, no sleep,
Speed bumps speed dating, all week,
She´s got a rush hour glass figure,
And the city boys picking up the tab for her,
She´s a carnival flower,
And she´s watered by the songs the streets sing her
Neon lights are the stars of the city
She´s got teeth, red lips, red lights no pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way
So I´ll guess we´ll do it, her way
Her immigrant parents, night and day,
Poured their lives into this London clay,
She´s Nigerian Spanish, a Turkish delight,
Jamaican wedding so an Israelite,
She a cockney trouble and strife,
She´s got muscles and cockles and special fried rice,
If she´s past the prime and her life,
Why do they still check her out from the corner of their eyes?
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
She´s got teeth red lips, red lights no pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
Constellations of her rough romantic pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
So I guess we´ll do it, her way
With a voice like that,
She´s calling with a promise and a smile that she might pay back,
With a voice like that.
She´s got a rush hour glass figure,
And the city boys picking up the tab for her,
She´s a carnival flower,
And she´s watered by the songs the streets sing her
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
She´s got teeth red lips, red lights no pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
Constellations of her rough romantic pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
So I guess we´ll do it, her way
Speakers cornered by this London Djinn
Gift of the gab, no sleep,
Speed bumps speed dating, all week,
She´s got a rush hour glass figure,
And the city boys picking up the tab for her,
She´s a carnival flower,
And she´s watered by the songs the streets sing her
Neon lights are the stars of the city
She´s got teeth, red lips, red lights no pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way
So I´ll guess we´ll do it, her way
Her immigrant parents, night and day,
Poured their lives into this London clay,
She´s Nigerian Spanish, a Turkish delight,
Jamaican wedding so an Israelite,
She a cockney trouble and strife,
She´s got muscles and cockles and special fried rice,
If she´s past the prime and her life,
Why do they still check her out from the corner of their eyes?
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
She´s got teeth red lips, red lights no pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
Constellations of her rough romantic pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
So I guess we´ll do it, her way
With a voice like that,
She´s calling with a promise and a smile that she might pay back,
With a voice like that.
She´s got a rush hour glass figure,
And the city boys picking up the tab for her,
She´s a carnival flower,
And she´s watered by the songs the streets sing her
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
She´s got teeth red lips, red lights no pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
Neon lights are the stars of the city,
Constellations of her rough romantic pity,
So I guess we´ll do it her way,
So I guess we´ll do it, her way
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