Rachel Stamp - Twisted Lyrics
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Twisted
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What Are The Lyrics For Twisted By Rachel Stamp?
I got myself a brand new box of matches
I got myself a stack of dirty magazines I don't know why they call me Anastacia? I'm gonna torch those fuckers You better call the Police! Cause I'm twisted Push me too hard, make me feel sick I sting like a bee, but act like a dick Yeah I'm twisted I never wanted to be no Sergeant Major But I just can't keep my hand to myself You got nothing, on me copper Nothing, on me George Ooh gimme some wedge Give me life, give me death 'cause I don't really care And I'm twisted Don't stop to think of my reputation Don't stop to take the dirty spoons out of my mouth Well don't stop to tell me I'm pretty Don't stop to tell me you're bored Just get the lead out I'm in love I'm in love I'm in love I'm in love And I'm twisted |
Who Wrote Twisted By Rachel Stamp?
William Gordon Crewdson, Robin Guy, Shaheena Pearson, David Simon Ryder Prangley
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What's The Duration Of The Twisted By Rachel Stamp?The duration of Twisted is 2:56 minutes and seconds. |
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