Zoey Van Goey - We Don't Have that Kind of Bread (Lip Service, ep 5) | Текст песни

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• We Don't Have that Kind of Bread (Lip Service, ep 5)

Don't leave the house today
I've got the fear
You'll be stolen by bandits
And taken far from here

They'll put you in a cage
Made of skeleton bones
I'll get a ransom call
From my telephone, whoa oh

We don't have that kind of money
We don't have that kind of bread
Stay under the covers
With me instead

Don't leave the house today
On your bicycle
You've got find your body
With the veins in your heart and your ventricles

The guy's aiming to hit you
Speeding down the road
They wanna see you in a body cast
From your head to your toes

We don't have that kind of glue
We don't have that kind of (?)
Stay under the covers
With me today

Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave

We don't have that kind of money
We don't have that kind of bread
Stay under the covers
With me instead

We don't have that kind of glue
We don't have that kind of (?)
Stay under the covers
With me today

Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave
Don't leave, don't leave

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