I miss the party!
Fast just nu känner jag mig väldigt lugn och väl till mods över att sitta här och bara mysa hemma.
Men när man hör att andra festar blir man lite längtansfull inför nästa fest tillfälle. Bara man förtränger hur man mår dagarna efter. Bakis med fylleångest är ju bara bajs! Fast för att slippa den ska man undvika att vara ensam. Hänga med en kompis efter brukar göra susen, köra film och godiskväll 🙂
Den här musiken gör ju inte det hela bättre ;P GOOOD Lyrics!
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Rihanna – Who’s That Chick Lyrics
Feel the adrenaline moving under my skin
It’s an addiction such an eruption
Sound is my remedy feeding me energy
Music is all I need.
Baby, I just wanna dance
I don’t really care I just wanna dance
I don’t really care… care… care (feel it in the air… yeah)
She’s been a crazy dita disco diva… and you wonder:
“Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?”
Too cold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Back on the dancefloor better not to take me home
Bass kicking so hot blazing through my beating heart
French kissing on the floor, heart is beating hardcore
Heard everybody is getting a little sexy on the crazy juice
This will end up in the news
Baby, I just wanna dance
I don’t really care I just wanna dance
I don’t really care… care… care (feel it in the air… yeah
She’s been a crazy dita disco diva… and you wonder:
“Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?”
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Too cold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
I’ll try to sex you up the night has got me love sprung
I won’t stop until the sun is up oh yeah
My heart is a dancer beating like a disco drum oh oh uh oh
I’ll try to sex you up the night has got me love sprung
I won’t stop until the sun is up oh yeah
My heart is a dancer beating like a disco drum
Beating like a disco drum… beating like a disco drum…
She’s been a crazy dita disco diva… and you wonder:
“Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?”
Too cold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
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