Текст песни Van Horn - Saint Motel
The
thug
life
baby
It
chose
me
I
didn't
choose
this
city
Uh
huh
uh
huh
uh
huh
Walk
right
over
You're
a
ten
I'm
a
four-leafed
clover
Well
tell
me
do
you
me
hate
me
Or
do
you
wanna
date
me
It's
kinda
hard
to
tell
'cause
your
eyes
are
looking
crazy
So
why
you
coming
over
Anything
but
sober
Looking
like
it's
time
tonight
For
fight
or
flight
in
Van
Horn
Well
hold
it
steady
Drill
it
in
like
you're
J.
Paul
Getty
Uh
huh
uh
huh
uh
huh
Smith
and
Wesson
Taking
shots
that'll
Keep
you
guessing
Well
tell
me
do
you
me
hate
me
Or
do
you
wanna
date
me
It's
kinda
hard
to
tell
'cause
your
eyes
are
looking
crazy
So
why
you
coming
over
Anything
but
sober
Looking
like
it's
time
tonight
For
fight
or
flight
in
Van
Horn
Ooh,
what
you
gonna
do
Oh,
what
you
gonna
do
Well
tell
me
do
you
hate
me
Or
do
you
wanna
date
me
It's
kinda
hard
to
tell
'cause
your
eyes
are
looking
crazy
So
why
you
coming
over
Anything
but
sober
Looking
like
it's
time
tonight
For
fight
or
flight
in
Van
Horn
Ooh,
what
you
gonna
do
Van
Horn
What
you
gonna
do
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