THE LOUVRE | Dalszöveg és Magyar Fordítás (kattintásra)

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Well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue

Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession

Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor

Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard

I am your sweetheart psychopathic crush

Drink up your movements, still I can't get enough

I overthink your p-punctuation use

Not my fault, just a thing that my mind do

A rush at the beginning

I get caught up, just for a minute

But lover, you're the one to blame, all that you're doing

Can you hear the violence?

Megaphone to my chest

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom

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