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Andrew Hurley

Letra de Fame infame de Andrew Hurley
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Letra de Fame infame 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
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