Eurythmics - Regrets Lyrics
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Regrets
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What Are The Lyrics For Regrets By Eurythmics?
I've got a delicate mind
I've got a dangerous nature And my fist collides With your furniture I've got a delicate mind I've got a dangerous nature And my fist collides With your furniture I'm an electric wire And I'm stuck inside your head I'm a hungry Mohican I've got a razor blade smile So don't come near me I've got a singular style Fifteen senses Are on my plate All the things That you love to hate I'm an electric wire I'm stuck inside your head Where I go to no one knows Find me where the cold wind blows Where I go to no one knows Find me where the cold wind blows (Regrets) I've got a delicate mind (Regrets) I've got a dangerous nature And my fist collides (Regrets) With your furniture (Regrets) I've got a delicate mind I've got a dangerous And my fist collides With your furniture (Regrets) I'm an electric wire I'm an electric wire I'm an electric wire (Regrets) (Regrets) (Regrets) Black is red and red is white In this country I do what I like (Regrets) I said, "Black is red" (Regrets) (Regrets) Do what I like (Regrets) That's right, that's right, that's right (Regrets) (Regrets) Red is white (Regrets) (Regrets) (Regrets) (Regrets) (Regrets) |
Who Wrote Regrets By Eurythmics?
Annie Lennox, David Allan Stewart
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What's The Duration Of The Regrets By Eurythmics?The duration of Regrets is 4:43 minutes and seconds. |
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