David Vendeta - I Hope She Turns Around | Текст песни

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Light and shadow passing through her
She broke my heart, but she don't care
So come on baby, hold me closer
And run your fingers through my hair

I Hope She Turns Around
(revenge tastes sweet on a Saturday night)
I Hope She Turns Around
(tastes so sweet on a Saturday night)

The music plays, the crowd is swaying...
Yeah, that's her standing over there...
I love your eyes, they shine more brightly
Your body moves, she can't compare
Exotic face, erotic virtue
Makes everybody stop and stare

I Hope She Turns Around
(revenge tastes sweet on a Saturday night)
I Hope She Turns Around
(tastes so sweet on a Saturday night)

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