| Clothes are hanging off the chair
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| Sliding down her underwear
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| Breaking skin, leaving marks
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| Fitting, refitting, sweaty and hot
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| She like to look like she don’t care
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| Face all covered by her hair
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| «Romance is dead,"she said… «Let's fuck»
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| My hands down her pants and we’re back in the cab
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| And we push and we pull and we grab
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| Falling down, up the stairs
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| Let’s go somewhere, anywhere
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| Slipping in, leaving marks
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| Forcing, submitting, sweaty and dark
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| Whisper heavy on my ear
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| Face all covered by her hair
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| «Romance is dead,"she said… «Let's fuck»
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| Her hands down my pants and we’re back in the booth
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| And we love and we hate and we use
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| Who are you? |
| When nobody’s watching
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| No judgment, no morals, no lies and no talkin'
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| Me and you. |
| Fooling on top and
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| Bursting for something hungry and sloppy
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| Who are you? |
| When nobody’s watching
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| No judgment, no morals, no lies and no talkin'
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| Me and you. |
| Fooling on top and
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| Lusting for something hungry and sloppy
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| Clothes are hanging off the chair
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| Let’s go somewhere, anywhere
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| Breaking in, leaving marks
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| Forcing and fitting, sweaty and hot
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| She like to act like she don’t care
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| Face all covered by her hair
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| «Romance is dead,"she said… «Let's fuck»
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| My hands down her pants and we’re back in the bed
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| And we laugh, and we fall, and she said…
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| «The romance is dead» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Romance Is Dead , by - That Handsome Devil. Song from the album A City Dressed In Dynamite, in the genre Иностранный рок