Leopard Print Songtext
von Marvelous 3
Leopard Print Songtext
Get off my heart
′Cause you've been standing on it all day
Can my lips part
With the words that I want to say
And as I run into walls
′Cause I don't have the balls to run over them
You just sit in the dark
In his car that he parks at the system's gym
And when the angels start to sing
And when my ears begin to ring
I think I′m crazy ′cause I sing
For the rich girl
Where do I start?
Please pull the splinters from my knees
I tried so hard
To get you to the scene with me
And does a leopard print book
Full of phone numbers look like a cover up?
'Cause I got too much pride Just to let this one slide
Just to try to go and fuck this all up
And when the angels start to sing
And when my ears begin to ring
I think I′m crazy 'cause I sing
For the rich girl
And does a leopard print book
Full of phone numbers look like a cover up?
′Cause I got too much pride
Just to let this one slide
And to try to go and fuck this all up
And when the angels start to sing
And when my ears begin to ring
They think I'm crazy ′cause I sing
For the rich girl
For the rich girl
For the rich girl
For the rich girl
′Cause you've been standing on it all day
Can my lips part
With the words that I want to say
And as I run into walls
′Cause I don't have the balls to run over them
You just sit in the dark
In his car that he parks at the system's gym
And when the angels start to sing
And when my ears begin to ring
I think I′m crazy ′cause I sing
For the rich girl
Where do I start?
Please pull the splinters from my knees
I tried so hard
To get you to the scene with me
And does a leopard print book
Full of phone numbers look like a cover up?
'Cause I got too much pride Just to let this one slide
Just to try to go and fuck this all up
And when the angels start to sing
And when my ears begin to ring
I think I′m crazy 'cause I sing
For the rich girl
And does a leopard print book
Full of phone numbers look like a cover up?
′Cause I got too much pride
Just to let this one slide
And to try to go and fuck this all up
And when the angels start to sing
And when my ears begin to ring
They think I'm crazy ′cause I sing
For the rich girl
For the rich girl
For the rich girl
For the rich girl
Writer(s): Butch Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

