Testo Shooting star - Audrey Hobert
Testo della canzone Shooting star (Audrey Hobert), tratta dall'album Who's the Clown?
(One, two, three, -)
When I'm drunk at the club, I wanna be felt up
When I'm fresh out of luck, I say, "Give me the hard stuff"
If I hate what I hear, I'll just tell you to shut up
It's just who I am, and they can't get enough, oh
Ah-oh, ah-oh, ah-oh, ah-oh, ah-oh, ah-oh
Wanna be bored, babe?
Check on the door, babe
She's walkin' in and looks like every other chick
And I think she's the one, oh
Here's what I do
When he's showin' his cards
I get all my friends
And sit 'em all down and set him apart
I fill in the gaps
And I give it an arc
Then I tie it all up, and dropkick it like it's a shot in the dark
Girl, that's not a shooting star
(I'm sorry, my bad, I thought that it was)
Girl, girl, that's no, not a shooting star
(I know that you're right, but what if you're not?)
'Cause he's perfect
He treats me like -, but I promise you, baby, it's worth it
'Cause it hurts me
And I'd rather be hurt when I'm drunk at the club on a Thursday
So excuse me
I know what I'm doing, it's him in a month (him in a month)
Or however long (however long)
Or never at all, oh
Ah-oh, ah-oh, ah-oh, ah-oh, ah-oh, ah-oh
Wanna be bored, babe? (Huh)
Check on the door, babe (huh)
She's walkin' in and looks like every other chick
And I think she's the one (I think she's the one)
Here's what I do (here's what I do)
When he's showin' his cards (when he's showin' his cards)
I get all my friends
And sit 'em all down and set him apart (set us apart)
I fill in the gaps (fill in the gaps)
And I give it an arc (I give it an arc)
Then I tie it all up, and dropkick it like it's a shot in the dark
Girl, that's not a shooting star (no, no)
(I'm sorry, my bad, I thought that it was)
Girl, girl, that's no, not a shooting star
(I know that you're right, but what if you're not?)
'Cause he's perfect
He treats me like -, but I promise you, baby, it's worth it
'Cause it hurts me
And I'd rather be hurt when I'm drunk at the club on a Thursday
It consumes me
And I'm totally loving the music
And I like it the best when I'm losing, baby
When I'm drunk at the club, I wanna be felt up
When I'm fresh out of luck, I say, "Give me the hard stuff"
If I hate what I hear, I'll just tell you to shut up
And it's just who I am, and they can't get enough, oh
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
It's just who I am, and they can't get enough, oh
(Ahh, ahh, ahh)
It's just who I am, and they can't get enough, oh
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Writer(s): Audrey Hobert, Matthew Hamilton Fildey
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