Glass Animals - Hot Sugar Lyrics
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Hot Sugar
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What Are The Lyrics For Hot Sugar By Glass Animals?
Long black tulips
Born in your blue tints Lemongrass eyelids Smoke in your slick lips Chocolate chapstick Backbeat strat flips Swimming pool spaceships Light through the wave tips Hot sugar in the afternoon I wish that we could be real too Hot sugar in the afternoon I wish that we could be real too So cool but we don't talk Hotels and alcohol Pool paintings on the wall Hot rubber on the tar I don't wanna be around you Just wanna be like you I don't wanna be around you Just wanna be like Bath time cool whip Watermelon juice kiss Esprit gold rims Skin so sun-licked Santal freshness Hologram glasses Put it on plastic You never been desperate Hot sugar in the afternoon I wish that we could be real too Hot sugar in the afternoon I wish that we could be real too So cool but we don't talk Hotels and alcohol Pool paintings on the wall Hot rubber on the tar I don't wanna be around you Just wanna be like you I don't wanna be around you Just wanna be like you (Watch out) Just wanna be like you Just wanna be like you Just wanna be like you So cool but we don't talk Hotels and alcohol Pool paintings on the wall Hot rubber on the tar I don't wanna be around you Just wanna be like you I don't wanna be around you Just wanna be like you So cool So cool So cool |
Who Wrote Hot Sugar By Glass Animals?
Ann Bridgeforth, Dave Hamilton, David Bayley, Rony Darrell
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What's The Duration Of The Hot Sugar By Glass Animals?The duration of Hot Sugar is 3:55 minutes and seconds. |
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