Paroles de Pespi On The House

Live a little won’t ya just to seem like your own age Give it up like you’re back on Pender's ratchet estate Having every sentiment for staying up with you Taking drugs from your sock drawer just to seem like you do Holding my baby like you When you turn me on its the height of fun Wake up and see that morning changes all And everything else will go As light slips in over your face there Folded your fascination up to see me go But you crack at the thought of all the guys I would blow Then in a bedroom decorated like my taste When you fuck do you close your eyes and think of my place Holding my baby like you When you turn me on its the height of fun Wake up and see that morning changes all And everything else will go As light slips in over your face there Holding my baby like you When you turn me on its the height of fun Wake up and see that morning changes all And everything else will go As light slips in over your face there