Sunny Levine - No Other Plans (feat. Young Dad) | Текст песни

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it hasn’t always moved at that pace
the records don’t match the tapes
somebody holler if i make my case
I’m sure its just a matter of taste
nobodies sayin nuthin at all
baby, why don’t you break down the walls
a little something to brace the fall
somebody help me place my call
ill be so free
ill make no other plans
ill be so free
ill make no other plans
and i wonder what id do with all that time
how about we ignore a couple of things
and get way too deep into details
i know you think you need the chase
otherwise you feel out of place
now that its face to face
did you find a little too much space
all i can say, all i can see
is things going swimmingly
don’t look up, don’t look down
to the side or around
just keep your eyes with me
ill be so free
ill make no other plans
ill be so free
ill make no other plans
somebody holler if i make my case
I’m sure its just a matter of taste

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