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Connor T

t here no drama and y don't want to get me started Come on put your hands up We havin' a worldwide party invite U to move yo body Ain't nobody trippin', ain't

that can't be Bold Economic Policy Ain't it funny, ain't it shame Why the fat man is snoring You can die for his games (economy) Ain't it funny, ain

lucky I've known a few exceptions Who don't get off on expectations All they need is the here and now And me? I don't know, I don't know what I want

he said he loved me I'd be lost, I'd be frightened I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope I'd turn my head, I'd back away I wouldn't want to know He scares

back what doesn't belong to me Take back the blame you gave me Take back what doesn't belong to me Take back what doesn't belong to me Take back what doesn't

I'm walking through the desert And I am not frightened although it's hot I have all that I requested And I do not want what I haven't got I have learned

you're gone But I got you inside I can't fall asleep Cause I need you tonight Oh baby it's true I can't get over you I don't know how long You'll be

t here no drama and y don't want to get me started Come on put your hands up We havin' a worldwide party invite U to move yo body Ain't nobody trippin', ain't

Traducere: Connor T. Soldier Song.