Nothing Left To Lose — текст песни (American Hi-Fi)

Nothing left to lose
Except you and your baby blues
Microphone check this rhyme
Pancho villa was a friend of mine
I get fucked up holla back y`all
And I kick it like Jackie Chan
With my kung fu style
I`ll get rid of you in a while (yeah)
Hey hey hey
All the bitches in the back

C`mon c`mon get up get up (woah)
I know you know its never forever
C`mon c`mon get up get up (woah)
You wanna hear I`m sorry whatever
Now that you gone I`m moving on
You wrecked it all
There`s nothing left to lose
Except for you
Hell yeah

Get my teenage kicks
Pull in down boards like rodman
All the lipstick chicks sing
Na na na na na na
I get fucked up holla back y`all
And I rock it like Jackson Browne
Let me tell ya right now what
I like strippers better anyhow
Hey hey hey
All the bitches in the back

C`mon c`mon get up get up (woah)
I know you know its never forever
C`mon c`mon get up get up (woah)
You wanna hear I`m sorry whatever
Now that you gone I`m moving on
You wrecked it all
There`s nothing left to lose
Except for you
There` nothing left to lose except for you

Go

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C`mon c`mon get up get up (woah)
I know you know its never forever
C`mon c`mon get up get up (woah)
You wanna hear I`m sorry whatever
Now that you gone I`m moving on
You wrecked it all
There`s nothing left to lose
Except for you

Now that you gone I`m moving on
You wrecked it all
There`s nothing left to lose
Except for you

There`s nothing left to lose
Except for you [x2]