Reverend and The Makers - Ритм моего сердца=) | Текст песни

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On a monday they spend craving for Fridays highs
All the people want
Is bassline
Bassline, bassline, bassline

Not intellectual
We ain’t got the time,
All we cared about is little bit of bump and grin
But it’s a affectual
Each and every time
Cause all the people want
Is a b-b-b-b-baseline,
Bassline, bassline, bassline

On a monday they spend craving for Fridays high
We just rattle around stuck up in a 9 till 5
Times been out of mind this little wonder why
All the people want is bassline
Bassline, bassline, bassline

Caution to the winds
Inabitions are lost
It’s a short sweet time
Till the moment it drops

Caution to the winds
Inabitions are lost
It’s a short sweet time
Till the moment it drops

Caution to the winds
Inabitions are lost
It’s a short sweet time
Till the moment it drops

Caution to the winds
Inabitions are lost
It’s a short sweet time
Till the moment it drops

To the bassline.
Line, line , line, line

Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops

In the short sweet time
Til the moment it drops
To the bassline

Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops
Till the moment it drops
In the short sweet time
Til the moment it drops
To the bassline

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