Letra de Fame-infamy

Letra de Fame-infamy de Andrew Hurley

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Letra de FAME-INFAMY de ANDREW HURLEY.

( Andrew Hurley )

I´m a preacher

Sweating in the pew

For the salvation

I´m bringing you

I´m a salesman

I´m sending you hooks

And plans

And myself

I´m making demands

When I´m home alone I just can´t stop myself

And you pull my hips so close

I can go for the truth

Signing off, I´m alright in bed

But I´m better with a pen

The kid was alright

But it went to his head

And I am God´s gift

But why would He bless me

Church wits without

A conscience acquits

And I´m addicted to the way I feel

To the way I think of you

Too much drink

I feel blue

When I´m home alone I just can´t stop myself

And you pull my hips so close

I can go for the truth

Signing off, I´m alright in bed

But I´m better with a pen

The kid was alright

But it went to his head

When I´m home alone I just can´t stop myself

And you pull my hips so close

I can go for the truth

Signing off, I´m alright in bed

But I´m better with a pen

I´m alright in bed

But I´m better with a pen

I´m alright in bed

But I´m better with a pen

The kid was alright

But it went to his head