Lirik Lagu Hockey Hair - Atmosphere
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
You can't imagine how much fun we're having
[Slug]Stop it there without a care to what you've got to fearKeep it all between your beer and your hockey hairA lot of weird people traits and ticksFrom the strangers to these dangerous faces you kissYou know this town ain't cool as it used to beWhen the lion, tigers and bears'd stare at your jewelryTruthfully I'm content with how the day movesStepped up the game, oops, still rock the same shoesAnd one-time with them flashing things, they stillThere to turn the drama into action scenesI'm renting me a vehicle to roll me to the finish lineFollow if you wanna, we'll return around dinner timeBack hurts a little bit more with every cigaretteMY mack learned to never ignore the petty gibberishI walk the clay cocky like MR. Know-It-AlsoPatiently waiting to pop, shake up the soda bottleHorizontal like a mail-order male whore that came forthJust to show you his pale horseOf course the ones that love him hate him mostHeard broken ain't nothing man, she look like she ate a ghostMake a toast to the butter knife, fuck it rightWonder when my butterfly is gonna keep her flutter tightI get way lonely when I'm on the j-o-bAnd every pretty face acting like they know meSame story, take photos and blow meLike sucking on my pony is some type of a fucking trophyDon't know what to say homie, I understand underthe notion that mine is at home under another manDon't even give it two minutes of businessRotate the shoulder blades and keep them chiplessBuilt a prison out of conjugal visitsNow I rock a fake grimace on my face to catch the kissesA bag of pot luck, a pint of gut rotemcee's is mockduck tofu tough-talkWhat the blood clot, jumpshot, fadeawayWatch these white kids eat it up like it was mayonnaiseThen he's on to the next city following the destinyFell asleep drooling on your left tittyIndeed I play my part and call it high artKeeping my eye on a piece of that pie chartSmarter than solutions to the Rubic's cubeTook it apart and then pulled out a tube of superglueElectric boogaloo, instead of trying to look at youI should stay in my house, sit on the couch and read a book or twoMaybe then this space alien can uncover ways to coexistWith other homosapiensUntil that time comes people know my bum steeloIncognito with mosquitoes and dung beetlesIt's like that, never the wack in actuals factIt's like this, St. Paul Minneapolis jackIt's like that take your head out of the vaginal crackLike what the fuck did you expectI rap
[Slug]Stop it there without a care to what you've got to fearKeep it all between your beer and your hockey hairA lot of weird people traits and ticksFrom the strangers to these dangerous faces you kissYou know this town ain't cool as it used to beWhen the lion, tigers and bears'd stare at your jewelryTruthfully I'm content with how the day movesStepped up the game, oops, still rock the same shoesAnd one-time with them flashing things, they stillThere to turn the drama into action scenesI'm renting me a vehicle to roll me to the finish lineFollow if you wanna, we'll return around dinner timeBack hurts a little bit more with every cigaretteMY mack learned to never ignore the petty gibberishI walk the clay cocky like MR. Know-It-AlsoPatiently waiting to pop, shake up the soda bottleHorizontal like a mail-order male whore that came forthJust to show you his pale horseOf course the ones that love him hate him mostHeard broken ain't nothing man, she look like she ate a ghostMake a toast to the butter knife, fuck it rightWonder when my butterfly is gonna keep her flutter tightI get way lonely when I'm on the j-o-bAnd every pretty face acting like they know meSame story, take photos and blow meLike sucking on my pony is some type of a fucking trophyDon't know what to say homie, I understand underthe notion that mine is at home under another manDon't even give it two minutes of businessRotate the shoulder blades and keep them chiplessBuilt a prison out of conjugal visitsNow I rock a fake grimace on my face to catch the kissesA bag of pot luck, a pint of gut rotemcee's is mockduck tofu tough-talkWhat the blood clot, jumpshot, fadeawayWatch these white kids eat it up like it was mayonnaiseThen he's on to the next city following the destinyFell asleep drooling on your left tittyIndeed I play my part and call it high artKeeping my eye on a piece of that pie chartSmarter than solutions to the Rubic's cubeTook it apart and then pulled out a tube of superglueElectric boogaloo, instead of trying to look at youI should stay in my house, sit on the couch and read a book or twoMaybe then this space alien can uncover ways to coexistWith other homosapiensUntil that time comes people know my bum steeloIncognito with mosquitoes and dung beetlesIt's like that, never the wack in actuals factIt's like this, St. Paul Minneapolis jackIt's like that take your head out of the vaginal crackLike what the fuck did you expectI rap
