Hot Hot Heat - Buzinezz Az Uzual | Текст песни

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Hid his car in the back
Payed a kid to watch his glass don't crack
See him greeted by his made up name
In the stairwell of his favorite parkade

He prays for my blind eye

He was lost he was found
With a boy in a pillbox hat
On the wrong side of town
For a man who a wears a suit like that

He prays for my blind eye
I pray for his new bride

Transatlantic transactions
Under covers, covering up an attraction
Blood on a pillow with a pregnant wife and kids
He prays that nobody knows, nobody cares
He prays that nobody sees, nobody stares

Don't let the kids find you out
Don't let the kids find you out

Father figure of the new millennium
Life's too short for me just to live one
Money's money, kid, that's fact
Who are they, who are they to say what I put back?

He prays for my blind eye
I pray for his new bride
He prays for my blind eye
I pray for his new wife
We pray for nothing

Hid his car in the back
Payed a kid to watch his glass don't crack
See him greeted by his made up name
In the stairwell of his favorite parkade

He prays for my blind eye
We pray for nothing
He prays for my blind eye

Don't let the kids find you out
Don't let the kids find you out
I said, "Don't let the kids find you out"

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