Phoenix - Tuttifrutti Lyrics

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Tuttifrutti

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What Are The Lyrics For Tuttifrutti By Phoenix?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
What you're after Rush it, rush it, rush it Who'd you root for? You sounded so excited What just happened? If only boys around you Would let you listen Don't tell the broken hearted "That's what you get" I like the girls around you But you were missing You send the letter for the last tuition Found the reason You've been tossed around I'm right behind you Smash the castle down, delete it Tuttifrutti, it's all on me Wreck the spectacle you live in Broken glass and porcelain We'll be trashing motels Tuttifrutti, it's all for free Sell the gold silverware Burn the rest and melt with me Show me, show me, show me Tears or laughter Don't hide it, hide it, hide it It's too sinister Come buy a ticket To your next vacation There's only one around you That does the stitching So call me, call me, call me Back if you wait Forget the mess behind you Forgot the lesson Stop, what you with your lifetime It's only protocol "If I can do it, you can do it" Smash the castle down, delete it Tuttifrutti, it's all on me Wreck the spectacle you live in Broken glass and porcelain We'll be trashing motels Tuttifrutti, it's all for free Sell the gold silverware Burn the rest If I can't fit in You're numero uno, ready for the win Ready to fool everyone in the end We'll be trashing motels Tuttifrutti melt with me |
Who Wrote Tuttifrutti By Phoenix?
Thomas Mars, Branco Laurent, Christian Mazzalai, Deck D'arcy
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