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or please. I do what I want when I'm wanting to. My soul? So cynical. Chorus. So you're a tough guy. Like it really rough guy. Just can't get enough guy. Chest always so puffed guy. I'm that bad type
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thing. . Cause I saw you with another guy. I saw you with another guy. Yeah, I saw you with another guy. Holding hands, kissing eye to eye. . You can cry all your like. Cry all you like. But it
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Bài hát Bad Guy (Billie Eilish Cover) - J. Fla. White shirt now red, my bloody nose. Sleeping, you're on your tippy toes. Creeping around like no one knows. Think you're so criminal. Bruises, on both
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Nothing you can say, can tear me away. From my guy. Nothing you could do, cause I'm stuck like glue. To my guy. . I'm sticking to my guy, like a stamp to a letter. Like birds of a feather, we
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just a jealous guy. I was feelin' insecure. You might not love me anymore. I was shiverin' inside. I was shiverin' inside. ♪. I didn't mean to hurt you, yeah. I'm sorry that I made you cry. ♪. I didn't
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Nothing you could say. Can tear me away from my guy. Nothing you could do. 'Cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy. I'm stickin' to my guy. Like a stamp to a letter. Like the birds of a feather
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Nothing you could say. Can tear me away from my guy. Nothing you could do. 'Cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy. I'm stickin' to my guy. Like a stamp to a letter. Like the birds of a feather
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Nothing you could say. Can tear me away from my guy. Nothing you could do. 'Cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy. I'm stickin' to my guy. Like a stamp to a letter. Like the birds of a feather
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It was over in the blink of an eye. so i apologized. she said don't worry. "was it your 1st time". it was my 2nd time. i'm just a sensitive guy i'll cry on your shoulder. we'll watch a movie
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Baby, hold it, just let me try. For just one minute but be this other guy. And live his life. With my home and faithful wife. And your pretty face to kiss some nights Ain't I a lucky guy? I get
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Nothing you can say, can tear me away. From my guy. Nothing you could do, cause I'm stuck like glue. To my guy. . I'm sticking to my guy, like a stamp to a letter. Like birds of a feather, we
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Streets damp and warm. Empty smell metal. Weeds between buildings. Pictures on my hard drive Well I'm the luckiest guy. Not the loneliest guy Steam under floor. Shards by the mirrors frame
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Streets damp and warm. Empty smell metal. Weeds between buildings. Pictures on my hard drive Well I'm the luckiest guy. Not the loneliest guy Steam under floor. Shards by the mirrors frame
