| I hope you don’t think I give a fuck
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| I hope you don’t think I give a fuck
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| But now and then I start to see it
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| I’m always trying to give it up
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| I’m always trying to give it up
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| But it’s not so easy to abandon
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| It’s the orneriest branch in the spoke of the plan
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| As I am going to town with my red right hand
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| I’m tired of spilling the seed of a celibate man
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| Give me life, give me lust, take me home
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| I will decide when you’ve had enough
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| I hope you know I’m inclined to be generous
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| You’re such a sweetheart I’ll eat you up
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| Oh, I just want you no make-up on
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| All I want on the couch in your living room
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| Is just to see what our bodies do
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| What you do to me, what I’ll do to you
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| And it’s the process of pulling a heart from a chest
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| And as she whispers my name as I’m tasting her breast
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| It’s just a product of living a life so repressed
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| We get off, then I go home alone
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| I hope you don’t think I give a fuck
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| I hope you don’t think I give a fuck
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| No, no, no!
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| I am the prodigal brother, the lion, the lamb
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| I am a snake in the grass and a bird in the hand
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| Cause there’s a change in the tide, there’s a shift in the wind
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| And I’m tired of being alone
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| Give me life, give me lust, take me home
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| Give me life, give me lust, take me… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red Right Hand, artist - Quiet Company. Album song On Corners & Shapes, in the genre Иностранный рок