Emma Morton

Blurred Lines
If you can't hear what I'm trying to sayIf you can't read from the same pageMaybe I'm going deaf,Maybe I'm going blindMaybe I'm out of my mindOK now he was close, tried to domesticate youBut you're an animal, baby, it's in your natureJust let me liberate youHey, hey, heyYou don't need no papersHey, hey, heyThat man is not your makerAnd that's why I'm gon' take a good boyI know you want itI know you want itI know you want itYou're a good boyCan't let it get past meYou're far from plasticTalk about getting blastedI hate these blurred linesI know you want itI know you want itI know you want itSongtexteBut you're a good boyThe way you grab meMust wanna get nastyWhat do they make dreams forWhen you got them jeans onWhat do we need steam forYou the hottest bitch in this placeI feel so luckyHey, hey, hey You wanna hug meHey, hey, heyWhat rhymes with hug me?Hey, hey, heyOK now he was close, tried to domesticate youBut you're an animal, baby it's in your natureJust let me liberate youHey, hey, heyYou don't need no papersHey, hey, heyThat man is not your makerHey, hey, heyAnd that's why I'm gon' take a good boyI know you want itI know you want itI know you want itYou're a good boyCan't let it get past meYou're far from plasticTalk about getting blastedI hate these blurred linesI know you want itI know you want itI know you want itBut you're a good boyThe way you grab meMust wanna get nastyGo ahead, get at meOne thing I ask of youLet me be the one you back that ass toGo, from Malibu, to Paris, booYeah, I had a bitch, but she ain't bad as youSo hit me up when you pass throughI'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in twoSwag on, even when you dress casualI mean it's almost unbearableIn a hundred years not dare, would IPull a Pharside let you pass me byNothing like your last guy, he too square for youHe don't smack that ass and pull your hair like thatSo I just watch and wait for you to saluteBut you didn't pickNot many women can refuse this pimpin'I'm a nice guy, but don't get it if you get with meShake the vibe, get down, get upDo it like it hurt, like it hurtWhat you don't like work?Baby can you breathe? I got this from JamaicaIt always works for me, Dakota to Decatur, uh huhNo more pretendingHey, hey, heyCause now you winningHey, hey, heyHere's our beginningI always wanted a good boyI know you want itI know you want itI know you want itYou're a good boyCan't let it get past meYou're far from plasticTalk about getting blastedI hate these blurred linesI know you want itI know you want itI know you want itBut you're a good boyThe way you grab meMust wanna get nastyDu bi du bi du bi du blurred lines Aus Songtexte Mania