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Robyn Body Talk Pt 1

Will you tell me once again How we're gonna be just friends? If you're for real and not pretend Then I guess you can hang with me When my patience wearing

Hey, girl in the strobing light What your mama never told you Is love hurts when you do it right You can cry when you get older Young boy, by the traffic

me My talking's killing me Killing me Killing me Can't sleep, it's killing me My dreams are killing me TV is killing me My talking's killing me Let

Jag vet en dejlig rosa Och vit som liljeblad Nar jag pa henne tanker Sa gors mitt hjarta glad Dess stamma ger En hjartans trost Lik naktergalens blida

killing me My talking's killing me Killing me Killing me Can't sleep, it's killing me My dreams are killing me TV is killing me My talking's killing

I've got some news for you Fembots (fembots) have feelings too You split my heart in two Now what ya gonna do (Once you go attack you ain't never goin

Jag vet en dejlig rosa och vit som liljeblad Nar jag pa henne tanker sa gors mitt hjarta glad Dess stamma ger en hjartans trost Lik naktergalens blida

None of these boys can dance Not a single one of dem stand a chance All of dem girls a mess I've seen it all before I'm not impressed None of dem get