Belouis Some - STRANGER THAN FICTION Lyrics
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STRANGER THAN FICTION
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What Are The Lyrics For STRANGER THAN FICTION By Belouis Some?
""I understand the European background What it is that turns you on I wasn't looking for excitement Honest tonight I closed my eyes but you're living for a reasonable existence You're never gonna fall in line Go out with eyes of passion And the world just sweeps you up But your heart's not ready for it No your heart's not ready for it Ooh your heart's not ready for it It's stranger than fiction I don't know what it is don't know what it is It's fiction It's stranger than fiction I don't know what it is don't know what it is It's... It's something on the european background Honesty becomes a state of mind So sometimes you get a little lonely Bet undrugged you can't be hard to find I wasn't looking for the final challenge I wasn't looking to fall in love But your heart's not ready for it No your heart's not ready for it Ooh your heart's not ready for it It's stranger than fiction I don't know what it is don't know what it is It's fiction It's stranger than fiction I don't know what it is don't know what it is... But your heart's not ready for it No your heart's not ready for it Ooh your heart's not ready for it It's stranger than fiction I don't know what it is don't know what it is It's fiction It's stranger than fiction I don't know what it is don't know what it is It's fiction It's stranger than fiction I don't know what it is don't know what it is It's fiction""
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Who Wrote STRANGER THAN FICTION By Belouis Some?
Neville Keighley
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