Bear Hands - Giants Lyrics

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Giants

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What Are The Lyrics For Giants By Bear Hands?
Two words!
Rock, chalk, shot a jayhawk Never been in jail 'cause I never get caught I got smarts, dark, dangerous dog ODB got it right from the start You got one and you changed from crazy to calm I've been awake for days in the dusk and the dawn And you're loving me whether you want to or not But I want you for sure, I am loving you more I am loving you, more I am loving you more I am loving you, more Who heard? What, no, no right from the start Go sell that shit somewhere farther from the heart Running, and running, and running, and stop Come on, we both knew this thing would be hard I see art You see class You think (you think) You ask (you ask) You say darling am I a chore? I said I know you love me, I am loving you more I am loving you, more I am loving you more I am loving you, more Pick up the perfect card Slip into smiling wildly After the rest have gone We become beyond timeless Give you everything that I have ever owned Soon I will have bought us up a house and home Up on the seventh floor I know you love me, I am loving you more I am loving you, more I am loving you more I am loving you, more I am loving you more I am loving you, more I am loving you, more I am loving you, more |
Who Wrote Giants By Bear Hands?
Dylan James Rau, Ted Patrick Feldman, Thomas John Orscher, Val Acton Looper
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What's The Duration Of The Giants By Bear Hands?The duration of Giants is 3:08 minutes and seconds. |
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