La Roux - What's Your Problem? Lyrics
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What's Your Problem?
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What Are The Lyrics For What's Your Problem? By La Roux?
When you used to be attached
You never wanted to let go-o-oh And now you're falling apart, apart Your situation strikes me Right on my heart Your situation strikes me Ummm, ummm Right on my heart Ummm And when you were flying high You never wanted to look down-a-awn Now with your feet on the ground, the ground Your situation strikes me Right on my heart Your situation, that is Strikes me, Right on my heart Indecisions they left me a long, long, long, long, long, long, time ago And now I know that a mad mans poison is another mans food Indecisions they left me a long, long, long, long, long, long, time ago And now I know that a mad mans poison is another mans fo-ood When you used to be attached You never wanted to let go-o-oh And now you're falling apart, apart Your situation strikes me Right on my heart Your situation, that is Strikes me, Right on my heart What's your problem? What's your name? Lost your tongue, cat took it away What's your problem? What's your name? Lost your tongue, cat took it away Indecisions they left me a long, long, long, long, long, long, time ago And now I know that a mad mans poison is another mans food Indecisions they left me a long, long, long, long, long, long, time ago And now I know that a mad mans poison is another mans food |
Who Wrote What's Your Problem? By La Roux?
Neil Arthur, Stephen Alfred Luscombe
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What's The Duration Of The What's Your Problem? By La Roux?The duration of What's Your Problem? is 2:57 minutes and seconds. |
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