Angus & Julia Stone - From the Stalls Lyrics
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From the Stalls
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What Are The Lyrics For From the Stalls By Angus & Julia Stone?
I see you, I see you waiting
I saw you, I saw you standing there You want it to be over that stone wall Over that first floor, over that old hotel room Tell 'em what you're here for, you don't know Tell 'em what you're here for, you don't know Oh, you go there, you go there But you go there, you go there Oh, you go there, you go there Yeah, you do I saw them, I saw them waiting Why was I, why was I peeking That you want it to be over that stone wall Over that first floor, over that old hotel room Tell 'em what you're here for, you don't know Tell 'em what you're here for, you don't know Oh, you go there, you go there But you go there, you go there Oh, you go there, you go there Yeah, you do Bobby stands behind me, feels my pulse Until the horses run like from the stars I know you can win this You've got too much in this You're just standing, watch me fall I bet you wanted to be over that stone wall Over that first floor, over that old hotel room Tell 'em what you're here for, you don't know Tell 'em what you're here for, you don't know Oh, you go there, you go there But you go there, you go there Oh, you go there, you go there Yeah, you do |
Who Wrote From the Stalls By Angus & Julia Stone?
Angus Stone, Julia Stone
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What's The Duration Of The From the Stalls By Angus & Julia Stone?The duration of From the Stalls is 5:10 minutes and seconds. |
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