Kim Cesarion - Undressed Lyrics
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Undressed
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What Are The Lyrics For Undressed By Kim Cesarion?
I feel hazy
Why is everything black and white? I feel dizzy Like my fucking head is full of dynamite Jump in my Mercedes But it isn't quite driving right I don't get it, I'm not drunk A million people in the place and there you are And I was like Hi my name is Whatever you call me So let's get undressed 'Cause you look a little lonely I'll make you scream, I'll make you laugh Cover your body with my autograph So let's get undressed 'Cause I wanna see you naked I hear nothing Except this beat, that never ends Some girl talking Sounds like fucking white noise in my head Everything's bending You're the only focus in my lens I don't get it, I'm not drunk A million people in the place but you're the one That gets me like Hi my name is Whatever you call me So let's get undressed Cause you look a little lonely I'll make you scream, I'll make you laugh Cover your body with my autograph So let's get undressed Cause I wanna see you naked It was just another Friday night Then I saw you it was stupid I got stupefied Now I got you here I'm unwrapping you slowly Another button and some more of you is showing And it all started with Hi my name is, whatever you call me Hi my name is Whatever you call me So let's get undressed Cause you look a little lonely I'll make you scream, I'll make you laugh Cover your body with my autograph So let's get undressed 'Cause you're driving me crazy yeah So let's get undressed Hey 'Cause I wanna see you naked |
Who Wrote Undressed By Kim Cesarion?
Arnthor Birgisson, Gary Clark, Kim Cesarion, Lukasz Duchnowski
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What's The Duration Of The Undressed By Kim Cesarion?The duration of Undressed is 3:34 minutes and seconds. |
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