Girlfriend

  • 專輯:Chris
  • 發行:2018-09-21
  • 演唱:Christine And The Queens
字型
作詞: Héloïse Letissier & DâM-FunK 作曲: Héloïse Letissier & DâM-FunK

Chris
I'm gone in a flick, but back in a second
With salted skin, rash for no reason
Boys are loading their arms, girls gasp with envy
F-f-for whom are they mimicking endlessly
Same old sadness in small lumps on my jaw
For lusting after is the usual freak show
May your girl come, birdie die under this spur
F-f-f-fingers angrily sunk on the jugular, then
Girlfriend
Don't feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I'd be your lover
Girlfriend
Don't feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I'd be your lover (Touché, touché yeah)
Yes sir, I am wet, for I abandoned my fame in the lake
Let's see now how fast you're breathing
And how long this will all take
Those who used to pass by me
Think they are baffling a liar
F-fuck is you
You don't even taste much better
Came back steaming in sweats in the morning
I muscled in for I wanted to hold him
Then shriveled to let those bird-dogs rage through
F-fuck is me
F-fuck is you, f-fuck is you, now
Girlfriend
Don't feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I'd be your lover
Girlfriend
Don't feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I'd be your lover
Chris, I don't know why you trippin'
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché(You got to keep on rollin' girl keep rollin', rollin')
(B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
(B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
(B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
(Oh no) Touché, touché, touché, touché
Yeah


      • 專輯:Chris
      • 發行:2018-09-21
      • 演唱:Christine And The Queens
      字型
      作詞: Héloïse Letissier & DâM-FunK 作曲: Héloïse Letissier & DâM-FunK

      Chris
      I'm gone in a flick, but back in a second
      With salted skin, rash for no reason
      Boys are loading their arms, girls gasp with envy
      F-f-for whom are they mimicking endlessly
      Same old sadness in small lumps on my jaw
      For lusting after is the usual freak show
      May your girl come, birdie die under this spur
      F-f-f-fingers angrily sunk on the jugular, then
      Girlfriend
      Don't feel like a girlfriend
      But lover
      Damn, I'd be your lover
      Girlfriend
      Don't feel like a girlfriend
      But lover
      Damn, I'd be your lover (Touché, touché yeah)
      Yes sir, I am wet, for I abandoned my fame in the lake
      Let's see now how fast you're breathing
      And how long this will all take
      Those who used to pass by me
      Think they are baffling a liar
      F-fuck is you
      You don't even taste much better
      Came back steaming in sweats in the morning
      I muscled in for I wanted to hold him
      Then shriveled to let those bird-dogs rage through
      F-fuck is me
      F-fuck is you, f-fuck is you, now
      Girlfriend
      Don't feel like a girlfriend
      But lover
      Damn, I'd be your lover
      Girlfriend
      Don't feel like a girlfriend
      But lover
      Damn, I'd be your lover
      Chris, I don't know why you trippin'
      Touché, touché, touché, touché
      Touché, touché, touché, touché
      Touché, touché, touché, touché
      Touché, touché, touché, touché(You got to keep on rollin' girl keep rollin', rollin')
      (B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
      (B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
      (B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
      (Oh no) Touché, touché, touché, touché
      Yeah

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