The Bees - Left Foot Stepdown Lyrics
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Left Foot Stepdown
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What Are The Lyrics For Left Foot Stepdown By The Bees?
I tremble down if your love
Crumbles down for my love The pressure's down when your love Lifts me up to the moon like a dove When your feelings get put to the ground You can do the left foot stepdown Do yourself some right If you're being held back with the crowd You can do the left foot stepdown Do yourself some right The word is love when your life Needs to be full of light And when the sun meets the night Prepare yourself for the world and the fight When your feelings get put to the ground You can do the left foot stepdown Do yourself some right If you're being held back with the crowd You can do the left foot stepdown Do yourself some right Now you found out your sound Don't be too proud to turn around Don't let it pass, it's here to last Raise it up like a flag on the mast When your feelings get put to the ground You can do the left foot stepdown Do yourself some right If you're being held back with the crowd You can do the left foot stepdown Do yourself some right When your feelings get put to the ground You can do the left foot stepdown Do yourself some right If you're being held back with the crowd You can do the left foot stepdown Do yourself some right |
Who Wrote Left Foot Stepdown By The Bees?
Aaron Fletcher, Kristian David Birkin, Michael John Clevitt, Paul James Butler, Timothy David Parkin, Warren Michael Hampshire
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What's The Duration Of The Left Foot Stepdown By The Bees?The duration of Left Foot Stepdown is 4:03 minutes and seconds. |
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