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Don Broco

You Got It Girl

 

You Got It Girl

(album: Priorities - 2012)


You made plans, stick to them
See what happens, we were happy, you were happy now
It's just to cold to be hanging me out, left to drip dry
You were hanging me, out on the line

I said you got it, you got it girl
You got it, you got it girl
You got it, you got it girl

You want an old house and a new car
Free michelin stars and stability ability
To be some girl that your selling me out
I'm just getting started, you were selling me out

I said you got it, you got it girl
You got it, you got it girl
You got it, you got it girl

When the suns out we pull the blinds up
To hide away, the shade is guaranteed to save this bet
Keep the sun shine, we'll keep the good times
Take my hand, the sun has promised he will never say
You twist my future wrapped around your little finger
You paint my future, you create the perfect picture
Now the suns out, I guess you've died out
And you know you'll take me with you

You got it, you got it girl
You got it, you got it girl
You got it, you got it girl

When the suns out we pull the blinds up
To hide away, the shade is guaranteed to save this bet
Keep the sun shine, we'll keep the good times
Take my hand, the sun has promised he will never say
You twist my future, wrapped around your little finger
You paint my future, you create the perfect picture
Now the suns out I guess you've died out
And you know you'll take me with you

When the suns out we pull the blinds up
To hide away, the shade is guaranteed to save this bet
Keep the sun shine, we'll keep the good times
Take my hand, the sun has promised he will never say
You twist my future, wrapped around your little finger
You paint my future, you create the perfect picture
Now the suns out, I guess you've died out
And you know you'll take me with you

You twist my future, wrapped around your little finger
You paint my future, you create the perfect picture
You twist my future, wrapped around your little finger
You paint my future, you create the perfect picture

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