Paroles de Creepin' me out

Amy Heffernan

pochette album Creepin' me out
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Date de parution : 03/05/2011

Durée : 0:03:5

Style : Pop



sonnerie téléphone portable pour Creepin' me out

Oh no. hes looking at me
Mr. juice monkey, tatted out
Just another wannabe
Got that look on his face
Spot it a mile away
Hes got to get in, get on, get out
And get back to the chase

And now hes asking me for my number

Chorus
Youre the kind of guy that could make me like girls
Youre the kind of guy makes me wish i stayed home
Youre the kind of guy makes me wish i wore more clothes
Youre the kind of guy ill never put in my phone
So quit asking me for my number
Youre creepin me out

No i dont want to dance
And i can buy my own drink
If youre a big deal, big man
Then why you such a little dink

Quit asking me for my number

Chorus

Give me a break seriously you havent got a clue
If they had a dirt bag contest then the winner would be you
Uh huh

Na na na na na na na na na nah
You better go ht the bricks cuz i just might
Lose my heels, hold my rings, im not playing nice
Do you really want to take this outside
Dont think i wont kick your ass in a fist fight

Chorus

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