Florrie Arnold - Call 911 (Fred Falke Remix) | Текст песни

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• Florrie Arnold
• Call 911 (Fred Falke Remix)

Call 911 she's on the run (x7)

Oh boy better get on your bike
All the girls they wanna take a ride
Never one to wanna compromise
I'm the chase and you're my FBI, not
Gonna get you off your head
Don't you wanna take a ride instead
Just remember every word I said
Baby blow it bang bang you're dead!

[Chorus 1:]
Are you tickin' on the line like a time bomb?
Are you pickin' up the pace got your face on?
Are you making my escape, keep away from
Are you calling in the chase, wanna race on
I cracked the code
Are you watching me baby lose control?
I'm running they're coming go crazy
Gotta get gotta get gotta get gotta get
Gotta go home

[Chorus 2:]
Gotta go I've blown another name
Boy take a seat let me explain
Don't break the chain
Come get your beat back in the game
Gotta put my foot down
Switching lanes
Sensation pumping through my veins
Let's go again
I got your back so let it rain!

Call 911 she's on the run (x8)

I'll meet you on a Friday night
Play the game we're gonna keep this tight
Listen up we'll get em' on your side
Reel it in and baby then you bite, back
Undercover keep your head
Kinda like a bit of infra-red
Just remember no you won't forget
Baby blow it bang bang you're dead!

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

Call 911 she's on the run (x8)

You play with fire, this love love was running from the start
Full of desire this love love let it break my heart

Call 911 she's on the run (x7)

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

Call 911 she's on the run (x8)

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