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Le Tigre - Seconds - текст песни, видео

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Le Tigre - Seconds - текст песни, видео

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Уроки эстрадного вокала в Санкт-Петербурге
Pipe down baby, why so fake loud? 

You've lied now ten thousand times

It's show business anyhow

why don't you put that tongue back in your mouth.

You make me sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick sick sick sick

Where'd you get all the attention?

Your dad's money too base to mention?

His coattails are looking worn 

You've had a nice ride, that's for sure

Better thank your brain-dead clientele for all the money that you'll spend in hell.

you make me sick, you make me, you make me so, you make me so sick sick sick, sick. oh!

woooah-woah-oh-oh 

You make me sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick sick sick sick

Wanna percent of every nation

You're the type to rise to that occasion

Stole the race, no surprise there

The elevator always beats the stairs.

woooah-woah-oh-oh 

You make me sick, so sick, you make me sick, you make me sick, so sick you make me so sick. woah!

On a golf cart...wearing some uniform...bombing in the night-time...lying on tv...

woooah-woah-oh-oh you make me sick, sick, sick, sick, siiiiiiiiiiiiiick.
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