Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Street Lights, artist - Ren. Album song Freckled Angels, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 14.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Street Lights |
| Street lights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| Out here on these city nights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| So I hit the pub like 8:33, with £45 and a packet of wriggelys extra — just |
| like a metal detector |
| Scenning for coins in my wallet to pay for my pint of becks |
| Next I move from the bar with my jar to the far corner of the room |
| Boom — one pint down now its time for round two |
| Put your hands in your wallet 'cause this pints on you |
| Street lights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| Out here on these city nights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| So, now I’m spinning, six prints down and a shot of tequila |
| Bottle rocket a Bacardi breezer |
| And I’m swaying, leaning like the tower of pizza |
| But I’m keeping my cool |
| Like the coolest setting on your fridge freezer door, one print more, |
| a packet of crisps and a bottle of Coors |
| And my livers like «Mate, please, no more!» |
| But I never ever listen 'cause livers can’t talk! |
| Street lights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| Out here on these city nights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| Street lights, woah-woah |
| (oh these lights, these lights burn so bright) |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| (now their out on these, city nights) |
| Out here on these city nights, woah-woah |
| (oh these lights, these lights burn so bright) |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| So get me another pint of the barman’s best |
| A tequila slammer with some lemon zest, please |
| A packet of lambert and butler cigarettes |
| Boy I really think you need to give it a rest |
| Pack it up, pack it in and packet of peanuts |
| Feeling pretty sick, about to spew my guts |
| In this state of mind can only think with my- (eww) |
| So if you’ve got a pulse then you’re in luck |
| 'Cause I’m so drunk that I’m seeing two of you |
| «Who invited your twin, babe? |
| But she’s pretty cute…» |
| «Get away from me, boy! |
| Your head is screwed!» |
| «But girl, I think I love you…» |
| Street lights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| Ou here on these city nights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah, oh |
| Street lights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
| Out here on these city nights, woah-woah |
| These lights burn so bright, woah-woah |
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