100 lyrics for "Chest to chest"

I guess it's all alright I got nothing left inside of my chest, But it's all alright Yeah, it's all alright A good reason to go And I know, oh no, Yeah it's all alright Well I got the call soon as the day hit night As soon as the headlights lit up the
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I'm a fire starter I'm that hearts like water Yeah yeah yeah yeah (oh oh oh oh) I'm a sweet disaster There's an S under my clothes On my chest where nobody else can see I'm a badass Jumping off the moving train I'm a Jane Bond
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Dammit babe (Dammit babe) I don't understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome And dammit babe
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That tiny room at the beach was absolutely the perfect place for my first time. When we came together, I could feel the hairs growing on my chest. I saw my future. I saw my past. For a few minutes it was like being alive. They lived happily ever after.
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I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I turn my cheer music up And I’m puffing my chest You can call me obsessed It’s not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect
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I'm getting out of love. Sitting here, waiting for, Someone calling at my door, What's the use of changing things, Wonder what tomorrow brings, My Shangri-la has gone away,
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Four little diamonds And if the law don't get her then I will I looked around I climbed up high into the dawn But she was gone with the night I thought about the things she said And all the things we'd done But where could she run- she ran away There's
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Here is the news Here is the news Coming to you every hour on the hour The weather's fine but there may be a meteor shower. A cure's been found for good old rocket lag Someone left their life behind in a plastic bag. Another action filled adventure All
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I turn to stone I turn to stone when you are gone I can't go on I turn to stone, when you comin' home The city streets are empty now (The lights don't shine no more) And so the songs are way down low A sound that flows into my mind (The echoes of the
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Evil woman (what an evil woman) Evil woman (such an evil woman) You made a fool of me But them broken dreams have got to end Hey, woman, you got the blues 'Cause you ain't got no one else to use There's an open road that leads nowhere So just make some
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