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Lirik Lagu M.O.N.E.Y. - The 1975

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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.
Drink slow to feed the noseYou know he likes to get blownHas he got enough money to spend?Leave? No. He's to and froHe doesn't like it when the girls goHas he got enough money to spend?
It's going off cause they're not gonna let him in2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skinHe's got his charm with the girls that are smokingHe takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the noseYou know he likes to get blownHas he got enough money to spend?Leave? No. He's to and froHe doesn't like it when the girls goHas he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chinHe thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of ginHe's just been barred for that blues he was smokingAnd then he barks: it's my car I'm sleeping in
Tabs with unlimited 0'sNew clothesBloody nosePowders and walking back homeHas he got enough weed?NoBroken phoneRetching on the floor aloneI can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"Can't talk, a quick slap in the faceYes I threw a nut but your friend's a caseWhy you singling him out? Is it because of his race?"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about"
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