You've got a nice head I said - It makes my cheeks red
But if you wanna know what it is to be dead
Then lose that jacket
Halleluia
Be my baby
What's it to ya
I would have died to hear you say that
Halleluia
And what it does to ya
does to ya
She
turned to me - at least that's what she thought she did
Cause I was gone
I said I loved her little - kept it all well hid
Kept it all well hid
Halleluia
Be my baby
What's it to ya
I would have died to hear you say that
Halleluia
And what it does to ya
does to ya
Be
my baby
Halleluia what it does to ya Halleluia what it does to ya
I would have died to hear you say that
Halleluia what it does to ya Halleluia what it does to ya
Be my baby
Halleluia what it does to ya Halleluia what it does to ya
I would have died to hear you say that
Halleluia what it does to ya Halleluia what it does to ya
All
she said: "I lost your jacket don't be mad"
'Cause all she said: "I lost your jacket don't be mad
'Cause all I did, I lost your jacket don't be mad
'Cause all I did, I lost your jacket don't be mad"
The story of my body culture
That's all she said, that's all she said: "I lost your
jacket don't be mad"
The story of my body culture
That's all she said, that's all she said: "I lost your
jacket don't be mad"
The story of my body culture
That's all she said, that's all she said: "I lost your
jacket don't be mad"
The story of my body culture
That's all she said, that's all she said: "I lost your
jacket don't be mad"
The story of my body culture (x4)
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