Georgeana Bonow - Luka (Bossa version) Lyrics
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Luka (Bossa version)
Luka (Bossa version) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Luka (Bossa version) By Georgeana Bonow?
My name is Luka
I live on the second floor I live upstairs from you Yes I think you've seen me before If you hear something late at night Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was I think it's because I'm clumsy I try not to talk too loud Maybe it's because I'm crazy I try not to act too proud They only hit until you cry After that you don't ask why You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore Yes I think I'm okay I walked into the door again If you ask that's what I'll say And it's not your business anyway I guess I'd like to be alone With nothing broken, nothing thrown Just don't ask me how I am Just don't ask me how I am Just don't ask me how I am My name is Luka I live on the second floor I live upstairs from you Yes I think you've seen me before If you hear something late at night Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was And they only hit until you cry After that, you don't ask why You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore |
Who Wrote Luka (Bossa version) By Georgeana Bonow?
Fabio Keldani Raphael, Suzanne Vega, Tadeu Mathias De Araujo
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What's The Duration Of The Luka (Bossa version) By Georgeana Bonow?The duration of Luka (Bossa version) is 3:21 minutes and seconds. |
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