The Preacher Songtext
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The Preacher Songtext
He shot the walls, he stopped the world
Like a preacher with his truth and his cruelty
He gives a piece of his mind
Suddenly my plans, like a bomb, explode
I lost the faith just when he started talking
About the game and about love
He borrowed my soul just to have a good time
Please give my boss a bath
Darling, you used to be mine a long time ago
Now I realize what kind of clowns we both were
I beg you, stay the man′s maid for years
Don't come back asking for favours
I don′t want be so clingy
We'll finish this story so a new life is coming
Once the door is closed I'll feel so excited
I′ll find someone better than you, you′re nobody
Darling, you used to be mine a long time ago
Now I realize what kind of clowns we both were
He shot the walls, he stopped the world
Like a preacher with his truth and his cruelty
He gives a piece of his mind
Suddenly my plans, like a bomb, explode
I lost the faith just when he started talking
About the game and about love
He borrowed my soul just to have a good time
Please give my boss a bath
Darling, you used to be mine a long time ago
Now I realize what kind of clowns we both were
Like a preacher with his truth and his cruelty
He gives a piece of his mind
Suddenly my plans, like a bomb, explode
I lost the faith just when he started talking
About the game and about love
He borrowed my soul just to have a good time
Please give my boss a bath
Darling, you used to be mine a long time ago
Now I realize what kind of clowns we both were
I beg you, stay the man′s maid for years
Don't come back asking for favours
I don′t want be so clingy
We'll finish this story so a new life is coming
Once the door is closed I'll feel so excited
I′ll find someone better than you, you′re nobody
Darling, you used to be mine a long time ago
Now I realize what kind of clowns we both were
He shot the walls, he stopped the world
Like a preacher with his truth and his cruelty
He gives a piece of his mind
Suddenly my plans, like a bomb, explode
I lost the faith just when he started talking
About the game and about love
He borrowed my soul just to have a good time
Please give my boss a bath
Darling, you used to be mine a long time ago
Now I realize what kind of clowns we both were
Writer(s): Teresa Carolina Garcia Gomez, Juan David Garcia Parra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

