Thunder - Lover, Not a Friend Lyrics
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Lover, Not a Friend
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What Are The Lyrics For Lover, Not a Friend By Thunder?
If you wanna be special just listen to me
I'll take you to the level where you wanna be 'Cause I got my ducks in a row And you're young and you're pretty And stupid as far as I know I'll make the decisions, you'll dance to my tune While I count the money you preen and they swoon With your naked ambition I'll open the door We need each other like a pimp and a whore, yeah You've got one destination...celebrity You'll be the toast of the nation, you'll live on TV, you will see Can I make it clear from the start? You don't need an opinion as long as you look like the part Come out of the closet, we'll hit no. 1 You'll be there for Christmas, by Spring you'll be gone You'd better believe it, it's certain and sure We need each other like a pimp and a whore A man of vision, a man of style, well, that's what they're calling me So hitch up your wagons and enjoy the ride You can be who you wanna be If you trust in me You're so young and you're pretty And stupid as far as I know I'll make the decisions, you'll dance to my tune While I count the money you preen and they swoon With your naked ambition I'll open the door We need each other like a pimp and a whore Come out of the closet, we'll hit no. 1 You'll be there for Christmas, by Spring you'll be gone You'd better believe it, it's certain and sure We need each other like a pimp and a whore Yeah, we need each other like a pimp and a whore Yeah, we're gonna make lots of money Yeah, we're gonna make lots of money We're gonna make lots of money We're gonna make lots of money We're gonna make lots of money |
Who Wrote Lover, Not a Friend By Thunder?
Luke Morley
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