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Tekstovi: Pussycat Dolls, The. Flirt.

Fliirt, fliirt



You wanna chill in my Lamborghini,

You wanna look but you don't wanna see

So what you think of that look in my eyes?

You think it's for you?

You think you read minds?

You better watch where you're putting those hands,

You better stop if you're making more plans

'Cos everything you do makes you look like a fool





[Chorus]

You're looking for some dirt,

I'm lifting up my skirt

I'm searching for a light under me in my purse

You always think the worst,

I just wanna flirt

You found me on my knees,

Next thing you're saying "tease"

I'm trying to find my phone and my keys, not your sleaze

My spell is like a curse,

I just wanna flirt





I gotta know, don't you really understand

One syllable words old man?

You got a problem with my space?

Get your look out of my face

'Cos I've had it with your lies

You're pretty damn close to being unfine

'Cos everything you do makes you look like a fool





[Chorus]





I'm just so lucky to be walking on a wire,

I'm up so high that I can barely feel your fire

You can't touch me, no,

That's just a dream





[Chorus]



Flirt [x4]