Lirik Lagu Roxy - Ludo
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Oh Roxy, don't you love me?Is it because I'm American?Maybe it's because I don't grope you and your friendsLike the fool behind you now dancing halfway down your pants
Somewhere near the border of Spain and FranceA bottle of bad red wine in my headSixty francs to look like a fool and danceMechanics understand not what I saidThinkin' 'bout the time that I had, how sadHer one-word shirt describes my plight in redAnd her name is a reoccurring theme
Start a move that everyone knows, the awkward poseAnd in the meantime, her eyes finding meReluctantly I start the approach, her eyes, they glowBut it's not glee, it's fear - that's why she fleesSing of girls I wish that I knewHer eyes rung true, her one-word shirt now stabbing sparkling blueAnd her name is a barely flickering flame
Oh Roxy, don't you love me?Is it because I'm American?Maybe it's because I don't grope you and your friendsLike the fool behind you now dancing halfway down your pants
Roxy's spinnin' around, or is it me that's down?How many fingers do I see? Is it three by now?Stands on top of the stairs and screams for who? Who cares?All that matters now is my eyes like Apollo's, become clear.
Somewhere near the border of pain and romance,Her name is undetermined as of yetPotential for a Roxy again has always beenThe hardest part to get out of my headComes full circle all in the end, I hopeCould one-word shirts in songs be just a joke?And her name is a never-ever-ending game
Oh Roxy, don't you love me?Why do I gotta be American?Maybe it's because I don't grope you and your friendsLike the fool behind you now dancing halfway down your pants
Somewhere near the border of Spain and FranceA bottle of bad red wine in my headSixty francs to look like a fool and danceMechanics understand not what I saidThinkin' 'bout the time that I had, how sadHer one-word shirt describes my plight in redAnd her name is a reoccurring theme
Start a move that everyone knows, the awkward poseAnd in the meantime, her eyes finding meReluctantly I start the approach, her eyes, they glowBut it's not glee, it's fear - that's why she fleesSing of girls I wish that I knewHer eyes rung true, her one-word shirt now stabbing sparkling blueAnd her name is a barely flickering flame
Oh Roxy, don't you love me?Is it because I'm American?Maybe it's because I don't grope you and your friendsLike the fool behind you now dancing halfway down your pants
Roxy's spinnin' around, or is it me that's down?How many fingers do I see? Is it three by now?Stands on top of the stairs and screams for who? Who cares?All that matters now is my eyes like Apollo's, become clear.
Somewhere near the border of pain and romance,Her name is undetermined as of yetPotential for a Roxy again has always beenThe hardest part to get out of my headComes full circle all in the end, I hopeCould one-word shirts in songs be just a joke?And her name is a never-ever-ending game
Oh Roxy, don't you love me?Why do I gotta be American?Maybe it's because I don't grope you and your friendsLike the fool behind you now dancing halfway down your pants
