Song | Saccharine Smile |
Artist | Donots |
Album | The Story So Far:Ibbtown Chronicles |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Donots | |
Hey, girl! | |
She plays boys like a game of cards | |
And dances to the beat of breaking hearts but | |
She ain't no beauty queen to me | |
She's all wrapped up in plastic skin | |
Her bad disguise won't take me in cause | |
She ain't no beauty queen to me | |
I see through her smile | |
I don't trust these eyes | |
She's a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She's as cold as ice | |
I'll stay away from | |
The girl with the saccharine smile | |
Hey, girl! | |
I don't believe a word from her dead lips | |
Don't like the way she moves her hips, no! | |
She ain't no sugarcube to me | |
And she knows she's better than the rest | |
Well, arrogance is godliness but | |
She ain't no beauty queen to me | |
I see through her smile | |
I don't trust these eyes | |
She's a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She's as cold as ice | |
I'll stay away from | |
The girl with the saccharine smile | |
Hey! | |
Hey! | |
She ain't no beauty queen to me | |
Yeah! | |
I see through her smile | |
I don't trust these eyes | |
She's a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She's as cold as ice | |
I'll stay away from | |
The girl with the saccharine smile | |
I see through her smile | |
I don't trust these eyes | |
She's a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She's not worth my while | |
And she don't touch me | |
The girl with the saccharine |
zuo qu : Donots | |
Hey, girl! | |
She plays boys like a game of cards | |
And dances to the beat of breaking hearts but | |
She ain' t no beauty queen to me | |
She' s all wrapped up in plastic skin | |
Her bad disguise won' t take me in cause | |
She ain' t no beauty queen to me | |
I see through her smile | |
I don' t trust these eyes | |
She' s a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She' s as cold as ice | |
I' ll stay away from | |
The girl with the saccharine smile | |
Hey, girl! | |
I don' t believe a word from her dead lips | |
Don' t like the way she moves her hips, no! | |
She ain' t no sugarcube to me | |
And she knows she' s better than the rest | |
Well, arrogance is godliness but | |
She ain' t no beauty queen to me | |
I see through her smile | |
I don' t trust these eyes | |
She' s a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She' s as cold as ice | |
I' ll stay away from | |
The girl with the saccharine smile | |
Hey! | |
Hey! | |
She ain' t no beauty queen to me | |
Yeah! | |
I see through her smile | |
I don' t trust these eyes | |
She' s a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She' s as cold as ice | |
I' ll stay away from | |
The girl with the saccharine smile | |
I see through her smile | |
I don' t trust these eyes | |
She' s a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She' s not worth my while | |
And she don' t touch me | |
The girl with the saccharine |
zuò qǔ : Donots | |
Hey, girl! | |
She plays boys like a game of cards | |
And dances to the beat of breaking hearts but | |
She ain' t no beauty queen to me | |
She' s all wrapped up in plastic skin | |
Her bad disguise won' t take me in cause | |
She ain' t no beauty queen to me | |
I see through her smile | |
I don' t trust these eyes | |
She' s a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She' s as cold as ice | |
I' ll stay away from | |
The girl with the saccharine smile | |
Hey, girl! | |
I don' t believe a word from her dead lips | |
Don' t like the way she moves her hips, no! | |
She ain' t no sugarcube to me | |
And she knows she' s better than the rest | |
Well, arrogance is godliness but | |
She ain' t no beauty queen to me | |
I see through her smile | |
I don' t trust these eyes | |
She' s a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She' s as cold as ice | |
I' ll stay away from | |
The girl with the saccharine smile | |
Hey! | |
Hey! | |
She ain' t no beauty queen to me | |
Yeah! | |
I see through her smile | |
I don' t trust these eyes | |
She' s a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She' s as cold as ice | |
I' ll stay away from | |
The girl with the saccharine smile | |
I see through her smile | |
I don' t trust these eyes | |
She' s a walking lie | |
I see through her smile | |
She' s not worth my while | |
And she don' t touch me | |
The girl with the saccharine |