Brian McFadden - Jones Lyrics
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Jones
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What Are The Lyrics For Jones By Brian McFadden?
Wake up Jones
Stop sleeping on your mama's couch Waiting for it to happen Get off home with your yellow finger tips And belly full of whata could beens Well I could do, but I'm happy doing nothing This way the days get Longer I'm not giving it away You wouldn't have me any other way would you I'm not deliberately lame It's just the way I am And you like anyway I don't half do it wrong When I do it wrong I do it right Some of us have it but some people don't Have the nerve Well that's all fine But your big ass is growing And your hairs got longer than mine It's about time you thought about somebody else And get yourself off the line But I hear you but I'd rather be a nothing This way the days get Longer I'm not giving it away You wouldn't have me any other way would you I'm not deliberately lame It's just the way I am And you like anyway I don't half do it wrong When I do it wrong I do it right Some of us have it but some people don't Have the nerve Get out Jones I've had enough of your good for nothing hanging around Yeah I hear you But I'd rather be a nothing This way the days get Longer I'm not giving it away You wouldn't have me any other way would you I'm not deliberately lame It's just the way I am And you like anyway I don't half do it wrong When I do it wrong I do it right Some of us have it but some people don't Have the nerve |
Who Wrote Jones By Brian McFadden?
Brian Mcfadden, Francis White
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What's The Duration Of The Jones By Brian McFadden?The duration of Jones is 2:58 minutes and seconds. |
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