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The Most Delicious
03:22
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I see this girl, she's next to me,
we start to look each other's eyes.
Next step: she smiles I reply.
My god! How she turns me on!
I should say something sweet to her,
I whisper softly in her ear.
I can't believe how wonderful she smells.
I can't wait to discover how she tastes.
Chorus:
I say despite your cruel decisions
of all girls you're the most delicious.
Be the one to dance with me so tight,
you make me lose my mind.
Of all girls you're the most delicious.
I see this girl, she's next to me,
we start to look each other's eyes.
Next step: she smiles I reply.
My god! How she turns me on!
I should say something sweet to her,
I whisper softly in her ear.
I can't believe how wonderful she smells.
I can't wait to discover how she tastes.
Chorus:
I say despite your cruel decisions
of all girls you're the most delicious.
Be the one to dance with me so tight,
you make me lose my mind.
Of all girls you're the most delicious.
Everything that I said.
Everything you said. Everything you said.
Chorus:
I say despite your cruel decisions
of all girls you're the most delicious.
Be the one to dance with me so tight,
you make me lose my mind.
Of all girls you're the most delicious.
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Videoclip of the song in:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dKGqoNZaTTE
lyrics
Was losing all my friends.
Was losing them to drinking and to driving.
Was losing all my friends, but I got them back.
I am on the mend.
At least now I can say that I am trying.
And I hope you will forget things I still lack.
Yeah. Yeah.
Is it in you now,
To bear to hear the truth that you have spoken?
Twisted up by knaves,
To make a trap for fools.
Is it in you now,
To watch the things you gave your life to broken?
And stoop and build them up with warn out tools.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. (Oh.)
Yeah.
Nothing gets so bad,
A whisper from your father couldn't fix it.
He whispers like a bridge, it's a river spanned.
Take all that you have,
And turn it into something you would miss if
Somebody threw that brick, shattered all your plans.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. (Oh.)
Yeah.
Time to get the seeds into the cold ground.
It takes a while to grow anything,
Before it's coming to the end, yeah.
Before you put my body in the cold ground,
Take some time to warm it with your hand,
Before it's coming to an end, yeah.
It's coming to an end, yeah.
It's coming to an end, yeah.
Do you miss the blend,
Of colors she left in your black and white field?
Do you feel condemned just being there?
I am not your friend.
I am just a man who knows how to feel.
I am not your friend.
I'm not your lover.
I'm not your family.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. (Oh.)
Yeah.
Time to get the seeds into the cold ground.
It takes a while to grow anything,
Before it's coming to the end, yeah.
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