Sheena Easton - Sugar Walls Lyrics
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Sugar Walls
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What Are The Lyrics For Sugar Walls By Sheena Easton?
My sugar walls
My sugar walls Where I came from there's a place called heaven That's the place where all the good children go The houses are of silver, the streets are gold But there's more where you come from, my sugar walls (My sugar walls) ooh (my sugar walls) Blood races to your private spots Lets me know there's a fire You can't fight passion when passion is hot Temperatures rise inside my sugar walls Let me take you somewhere you've never been I can show you things you've never seen I can make you never want to fall in love again Come spend the night inside my sugar walls Take advantage, it's alright I feel so alive when I'm with you Come and feel my presence, it's raining tonight Heaven on earth inside my sugar walls Let me take you somewhere you've never been I can show you things you've never seen I can make you never want to fall in love again Come spend the night inside my sugar walls I can tell you want me, (my sugar walls) it's impossible to hide Your body's on fire, admit it, come inside (my sugar walls) Ah (my sugar walls) oh Come inside (my sugar walls), my sugar walls (my sugar walls) Come spend the night inside my sugar walls (my sugar walls) |
Who Wrote Sugar Walls By Sheena Easton?
Prince Rogers Nelson
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What's The Duration Of The Sugar Walls By Sheena Easton?The duration of Sugar Walls is 4:01 minutes and seconds. |
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