Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Here He Comes, artist - Alessia D'andrea. Album song Alessia D'Andrea, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 27.05.2009
Record label: Renilin
Song language: English
Here He Comes |
I’m sorry if I seem un interested |
or I’m not listenin' |
or I’m in different |
truly I ain’t got no business here |
but since my friends are here |
I just came to kick it |
but really I would rather be at home all by myself not in this room with people |
who don’t even care about my well being |
I don’t dance, don’t ask, I don’t need a boyfriend |
so can go back please enjoy your party |
I’ll be here (hoo ohh) |
Somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana with this boy who’s hot and I |
can hardly hear (hoo ohh) |
Over this music I don’t listen to and I don’t want to get with you so tell my |
friends that I’ll be over here |
(whoaaa hoo) here |
(whoaaa hoo) here |
(whoaaa hoo) I ask myself what am I doing here? |
(whoaaa hoo) here |
(whoaaa hoo) here |
And I can’t wait til we can break up out of here. |
Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed with this. |
An anti-social pessimist but usually I don’t mess with this. |
And I know you mean only the best in your intentions not to bother me but |
honestly I would rather be somewhere |
with my people |
we can kick it and just listen to some music |
with the message (like we usually do) |
And we’ll discuss our big dreams, week plans and take over the planet. |
So pardon my manners I hope you’ll understand that I’ll be here (hoo ohh) |
Not there in the kitchen with the girl that’s always gossiping about her |
friends, so tell them I’ll be |
Here (hoo ohh) Right next to the boy who’s throwing up cause he can’t take |
what’s in his cup no more Oh God why am I |
Here (whoaaa hoo) |
Here (whoaaa hoo) |
Here (whoaaa hoo) I ask myself what am I doing here (whoaaa hoo) |
Here (whoaaa hoo) |
Here, and I can’t wait til we break up out of here |
Now it’s late, congregating, next to the refrigerator some girls talking bout a |
hater |
She ain’t got none. |
How did it ever come to this, I should’ve never come to this so holla at me |
I’ll be in the car when you’re done. |
I’m stand-oafish the one which you’re offering and I’m done talking awfully sad |
it had to be that way |
So tell my people when they’re ready, that I’m ready and standing by the TV |
with my penny lo — yo. |
I’ll be over here (whoaa hoo) |
Here (whoaaa hoo) |
Here (whoaa hoo) |
I ask myself what am I doing here (whoaaa hoo) |
Here (whoaaa hoo) |
Here, and I can’t wait til we break up out of here (ohh ohh ohh) |
(ohh Ohh ohh) |
The End |