Douwe Bob - Suffer in style (live) | Текст песни

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• Douwe Bob
• Suffer in style (live)

Well I know I did you wrong, but you're sister came off so strong..
I just couldn't resist she was on my list, baby why can't we get along?
She left my clothes in the car.. she burned all of my guitars,
and she left me a note in the pocket of my coat,
saying you're getting what you're asking for..

I dont mind a little pain, it's all part of you're silly game,
I won't hide from the pouring rain, it may take a while,
but I will suffer in style..

Well I know I made you cry, but I was drunk, and I was high,
and you know how I get with you're sister yeah, she's sweeter then a cherrypie.
And I hope you'll find it in you're mind, to forgive in a hurry,
but baby don't worry, you know, you know i'll be doing fine..

And I dont mind a little pain, it's all part of you're silly game,
I wont hide, from the pouring rain, it may take a while,
But I will suffer in style..

Well I miss you're twisted kicks, and I miss you're sweet turned tricks,
cause you're visions are rough, it's a strange kind of love,
how am I gonna get my fix? And I wonder the streets at night,
searching for something I'll never find, cause I just want you,
give me a round two, I dont wanna fall behind..

I dont mind a little pain, it's all part of you're silly game,
I wont hide from the pouring rain, it may take a while,
But I will suffer in style..

ohhhh I dont mind a little pain, it's all part of you're silly game,
I wont hide from the pouring rain, it may take a while,
But I will suffer in style

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