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Arlie

barcelona boots

 

barcelona boots

(album: Wait - 2018)


It's more of a fight
And less of a game
You think you're the sea
But you're the lake
Welcome to me
Tried it on everybody but she
Wanna sleep in the day
Live in the night
Tick of the clock when you caught my light
Lust hurts, could you bear it for me?
Leave her with anybody else you'll see

When you tell me here
In the car
What's there to love when you take it that far?
Shake your head and give a nod
Like if you were listening to two gods
The least you could do
Is tell me, is it true?
Could you
Send me those Barcelona leather boots now
Pick me up another Tenerife beach house

Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

You don't really mean it
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?

Headed into the wind
Turning the key
You loaded the gun
While you're waiting to see
You wonder is it a sin
Pushing the pace
At least I'll be the one getting out of this place
But you're pulling me in
Into the night
Tick of the clock when you caught my light
Lust hurts, could you bear it for me?
Leave her with anybody else you'll see

When you tell me here
In the car
What's there to love when you take it that far?
Shake your head and give a nod
Like if you were listening to two gods
The least you could do
Is tell me, is it true?
Could you
Send me those Barcelona leather boots now
Pick me up another Tenerife beach house

Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

You don't really mean it
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
You won't really do it
Will ya? Will ya? Will ya? Will ya?
Will ya? Will ya? Will ya? Will ya?

You don't really mean it
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?

You won't pull that trigger, will ya?

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?