paroles de chanson Voyeur - Matthew Koma

Oh Oh!
Oh Oh!
Oh Oh!
Oh Oh!
She thros his arms arounds her neck.
Drink him like he is Jesus.
The broken neon sign outsides spies like a voyeur through the glass.
She smokes her cigarettes and goes inside his leather wallet.
Flips by the picture of his wife to get two Benjamin and rent.
He takes her to the train on Essex.
He leavs her with his coat and ethics.
He sees her in the head lights.
When his face turns.
Why was her body like
OH! OH!
Was she on ya like
OH! OH!
Tell me did she taste like sweet surrender
Was it hot to think I knew?