paroles de chanson Angel - Desired

I ain′t with that nonsense
Or that lovey-dovey mess
Feelin' kinda freaky
Late night callin′ 'cause you got the best
Slip on Victoria Secrets
Hit the liquor store before it close
Call Chris so I can get somethin'
To throw up in my nose
Now I′m feelin fine
Freaking you out is on my mind
Let me get up on your pony like your lamb was genuine
Got′chu caught up in the mix
Tricked me 'cause my love′s the (Shh...)
Late night tip is all we had
Nothing else so boy that's it