bomb i stretch myself surrounding and protecting you from harm i use a wallet for your mouth so when you bite you will not bleed i drilled a wire through my cheek
you promise me You will magic me. Magic me. Promise me. Magic me. Hearts are closer. Sing a song we like. Laugh together. I'll paint your cheek
Money talks, listen, mmm-hmm-hmm, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh Money talks, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty
What's up darlin'? I been keeping my eye on your movement I can't see no room for improvement Why you all over there in your jack jones? You need to
(feat. Calvin Harris and Chrome) Get your passport and your bikini You need a holiday, come see me I know you're tired of the same old scenery And
Money Money Money girls, Money Money Money girls, Money Money Money, girls girls, cash cash, Dizzee diz I keep the money coming in, Eight hundred fifty
I wake up everyday it?s a daydream Everything in my life ain?t what it seems I wake up just to go back to sleep I act real shallow but I?m in too deep
see You begin to register cliffs as teeth Taking in all you see The fucking penny drops I've been kicking back on the surface of your cheek, all
out together dancing cheek to cheek Oh, I love to go out fishing in an ocean or a creek But it wouldn't thrill me half as much as dancing cheek to cheek
together dancing cheek to cheek Oh I'd love to go out fishing in an ocean or a creek But it wouldn't fill me half as much As dancing cheek to cheek Ohh
dancing cheek to cheek Ohh I'd love to climb a mountain and reach the highest peak But it doesn't put me half as much As dancing cheek to cheek
How it begins it begins with me saying I'm lost again lost in your bends I remember when you gave me two fingers to get all those vultures off your back
Same old stars on the rise again and now it?s time to turn winter into spring. I?ve had enough of never ending nights and soon I?ll be gone in search
night and Day when we were in the rat race Shouting back to the oldest people Chat at the tenor in the cold top steeples Like no screaming My dear they will dry off ya cheeks
together dancing cheek to cheek Oh, I'd like to climb a mountain And to reach the highest peak But it wouldn't thrill me half as much As dancing cheek to cheek
skull or a knee to your chest And sweet dreams sweet cheeks o tomorrow o tomorrow (solo) One blink for yes Two blinks for no. Sweet Dreams sweet cheeks
