Phoenix - Fior de Latte Lyrics
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Fior de Latte
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What Are The Lyrics For Fior de Latte By Phoenix?
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Could do so much wrong But we'll take it don't worry And I know it already Sleeping all alone I've been craving too long Keep it quiet, go steady Let's rip it all to confetti A little bit of disrespect could be Another way to break the ordinary It's all a blur as far as I can see No more begging already Would you allow me to stay? On We're meant to get it on We're meant to get it on We're meant to get it on Fior di latte, fior di latte Throw your weight around behind me Fior di latte, fior di latte Don't think about it, trigger me happy All other acts are for idiots Come on, come on, come and provide it Let's be quiet and wrap it up Give me your fior di latte My story's too long Not that exciting, a mourning city But there's no seasons in LA Oh no, no, you're not on your own Just a minute alone would do A little bit of disrespect could be Another way to break the ordinary It's all too fancy, no it's not for me No more bragging already Till you got something to say On We're meant to get it on We're meant to get it on We're meant to get it on Fior di latte, fior di latte Throw your weight around behind me Fior di latte, fior di latte Don't think about it, trigger me happy All other acts are for idiots Come on come on come and provide it Let's be quiet and wrap it up Give me your fior di latte |
Who Wrote Fior de Latte By Phoenix?
Thomas Pablo Croquet, Christian Mazzalai, Laurent Mazzalai, Frederic Moulin
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