Spies

Song of the day;;




Homegrown rock to the rhythm and bop to the beat of the radio
You ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role
You can play with me


And all the bros

Try for the courage and try for Charity's tight clothes
She's got a hat and all the hat says is asshole
She'll be bopping to me


Pretty hairdos and those lipstick kisses blown, yeah, that's the right move

Make me feel like I'm the one who moves you
The only one you see


Now take me down, don't you let those tears quench the thirsty ground

Don't you be so scared that you can't make a sound
Make a sound for me


All of London sing

'Cause England swings and they sure love the tales I bring
Those rainy days, they ain't so bad when you're the king
The king they want to see


Homegrown rock to the rhythm and bop to the beat of the radio

You ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role
You can play with me


Pretty hairdos and those lipstick kisses blown, yeah, that's the right move

Make me feel like I'm the one who moves you
The only one you see


All of London sing

'Cause England swings and they sure love the tales I bring
Those rainy days, they ain't so bad when you're the king
The king they want to be

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