Jon Bryant - Ya Ya Ya Ya Lyrics
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Ya Ya Ya Ya
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What Are The Lyrics For Ya Ya Ya Ya By Jon Bryant?
It's twelve o'clock and I'm still jaded
You only want me when you're wasted I wish that I could turn a new leaf But I'm shaking branches from a bad tree Ooh, babe, can we go back? And replace all of the fact with the fiction? I love you but I can't ask Is everything alright, everything fine? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's 2 A.M. and I'm unsteady You said you'd call me when you're ready And we speak in tongues to stay elated And we keep it light so we don't break it But we watch as it all blows away (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ooh, babe, can we go back? And replace all of the fact with the fiction? I love you but I can't ask Is everything alright, everything fine? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Make no mistake It's not like I'm hiding, just tryna behave And you can't relate 'Cause you're not the one on this pedestal, babe Ooh, babe, can we go back? And replace all of the fact with the fiction? I love you but I can't ask Is everything alright, is everything fine? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh, babe, can we go back? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) And replace all of the fact with the fiction? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I love you but I can't ask Is everything alright, everything fine? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Who Wrote Ya Ya Ya Ya By Jon Bryant?
John David Bryant, Nygel Asselin
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What's The Duration Of The Ya Ya Ya Ya By Jon Bryant?The duration of Ya Ya Ya Ya is 3:44 minutes and seconds. |
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