{PDF EPUB} Blurred Lines by Kathleen Tudor Blurred Lines Songtext Von Robin Thicke
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Read Ebook {PDF EPUB} Blurred Lines by Kathleen Tudor Blurred Lines Songtext von Robin Thicke. If you can't hear what I'm trying to say If you can't read from the same page Maybe I'm going deaf (hey, hey, hey) Maybe I'm going blind (hey, hey, hey) Maybe I'm out my mind (hey, hey, hey) Okay, now he was close Tried to domesticate you But you're an animal Baby, it's in your nature (meow) Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey) You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey) That man is not your maker (hey, hey, hey) And that's why I'm gon' take a. Good girl I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it You're a good girl Can't let it get past me You're far from plastic Talk about getting blasted. I hate these blurred lines I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it But you're a good girl The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty Go ahead, get at me. What do they make dreams for when you got them jeans on? What do we need steam for? You the hottest bitch in this place. I feel so lucky (hey, hey, hey) You wanna hug me (hey, hey, hey) What rhymes with hug me? (hey, hey, hey) Hey! (Everybody, get up) Okay, now he was close Tried to domesticate you But you're an animal Baby, it's in your nature. Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey) You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey) That man is not your maker (hey, hey, hey) And that's why I'm gon' take a. Good girl I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it You're a good girl Can't let it get past me You're far from plastic Talk about getting blasted. I hate these blurred lines (I hate them lines) I know you want it (I hate them lines) I know you want it (I hate them lines) I know you want it But you're a good girl The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty Go ahead, get at me. One thing I ask of you Let me be the one you back that ass up to (come on) Go, from Malibu to Paris, boo Yeah, had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you. So, hit me up when you pass through I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two Swag on 'em even when you dress casual I mean, it's almost unbearable. In a hundred years not dare, would I? Pull a Pharcyde, let you pass me by Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you He don't smack that ass and pull your hair for you (you like it) So I'm just watching and waiting For you to salute the truly pimping Not many women can refuse this pimping I'm a nice guy, but don't get confused, this pimping. Shake your rump Get down, get up-a Do it like it hurt, like it hurt What you don't like work? Hey! (Everybody, get up) Baby, can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica It always works for me Dakota to Decatur. No more pretending (hey, hey, hey) 'Cause now you winning (hey, hey, hey) Here's our beginning (hey, hey, hey) I always wanted a. Good girl I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it You're a good girl Can't let it get past me You're far from plastic Talk about getting blasted. I hate these blurred lines I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it But you're a good girl The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty Go ahead, get at me. Everybody, get up Everybody, get up Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey. Blurred Lines Songtext von Robin Thicke feat. T.I. & Pharrell. If you can't hear what I'm trying to say (Hey girl, come here!) If you can't read from the same page (Hey) Maybe I'm going deaf (Hey, hey, hey) Maybe I'm going blind (Hey, hey, hey) Maybe I'm out of my mind, mind (Hey, hey, hey) Okay, now he was close Tried to domesticate you But you're an animal Baby, it's in your nature (Meow) Just let me liberate you (Hey, hey, hey) You don't need no takers (Hey, hey, hey) That man is not your maker (Hey, hey, hey) And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl (Everybody get up) I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it I know you want it You're a good girl (Hey, hey) Can't let it get past me (Oh yeah) You're far from plastic (Alright) Talkin' 'bout getting blasted I hate these blurred lines I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it (Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah-yeah) I know you want it But you're a good girl (Ah, hey) The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty (Ah, hey, hey) Go ahead, get at me (Everybody get up) (Come on!) What do they make dreams for When you got them jeans on? (Why?) What do we need steam for? You the hottest bitch in this place I feel so lucky (Hey, hey, hey) You wanna hug me (Hey, hey, hey) What rhymes with hug me? (Hey, hey, hey) Hey! (Everybody get up) Okay, now he was close Tried to domesticate you But you're an animal Baby, it's in your nature (Uh-huh) Just let me liberate you (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) You don't need no takers (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) That man is not your maker (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl (Everybody get up) I know you want it I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it You're a good girl Can't let it get past me (Hey) You're far from plastic (Oh) Talkin' 'bout getting blasted (Everybody get up) I hate these blurred lines (Hate them lines) I know you want it (I hate them lines) I know you want it (I hate them lines) I know you want it But you're a good girl (Good girl) The way you grab me (Hustle Gang, homie) Must wanna get nasty (Let go) (I say Rob) Go ahead, get at me (Let me holla at 'em real quick) One thing I ask of you Let me be the one you back that ass up to (Come on!) Go from Malibu to Paris, boo (Yeah) Had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you (Uh-uh, ayy) So, hit me up when you pass through (Oh) I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two Swag on 'em even when you dress casual I mean, it's almost unbearable (Hey, hey, hey!) (Everybody get up) In a hundred years not dare would I Pull a Pharcyde, let you pass me by Nothin' like your last guy, he too square for you He don't smack that ass and pull your hair like that (You like it) So I'm just watchin' and waitin' For you to salute the true big pimpin' Not many women can refuse this pimpin' I'm a nice guy, but don't get it confused, get pimpin' (Everybody get up) Shake your rump Get down, get up Do it like it hurt, like it hurt What, you don't like work? Hey! (Everybody get up) Baby, can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica It always works for me Dakota to Decatur (Uh-huh) No more pretending (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh- huh) 'Cause now you're winning (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) Here's our beginning (Hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh) I always wanted. You're a good girl (Everybody get up) I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it I know you want it You're a good girl Can't let it get past me (Oh yeah) You're far from plastic (Alright) Talkin' 'bout getting blasted I hate these blurred lines (Everybody get up) I know you want it (Hey) I know you want it (Oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah-yeah) I know you want it But you're a good girl (Ah, hey) The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty (Ah, hey, hey) Go ahead, get at me. Everybody get up Everybody get up Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey. Blurred Lines by Kathleen Tudor. From and To can't be the same language. That page is already in . Something went wrong. Check the webpage URL and try again. Sorry, that page did not respond in a timely manner. 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