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Leann Rimes - Tic Toc Leann Rimes - Tic Toc |  tlač |
 edituj | |  oakorduj | Rok vzniku: 2006 Poznámka: Album: Twisted Angel
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Kvalita textu : bez hodnotenia Hodnotilo ľudí: 0 ohodnoť aj ty | | *** Autor textu: Peter Amato, Gregg Pagani, Christina Rumbley *** Autor hudby: Desmond Child, Petr Amato | (Come inside)
Come inside my walls of ecstasy with me
Close the door and throw away the key
That´s the way you can start by moving it nice and slow
Taking your time to down low
Cuz everything you do is everything I need
Lights are low so here we go
Let´s get busy
CHORUS:
Tic toc
Hands on the clock
Time to make my body rock
Move with me you get me
So hot that I can´t stop
Tic toc tic toc baby
Tic toc tic toc baby
You pened up my world to paradise
So nice
Feels so good my body liquefies
When you touch me I lose control
And start to shake
Your love is so good I ain´t gotta fake
Cuz everything you do is everything I like
The plot thickens time´s tick´n
You´re my toy tonight
CHORUS
Tic toc the clock keeps on tick´n
Hurry up before it gets too late
Tic toc the clock keeps on tick´n
Hurry up before it gets too late
A little to the left
A little to the right
A little bit longer
All the way tonight
I close my eyes my body tenses
Boy your touch hits all my senses
Don´t stop
Come on
I´m almost there
In the middle of the night
Reality stops
And I´m suspendent
In your arms
As I melt from your touch
CHORUS
CHORUS
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