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Kamis, 09 Mei 2013

GOOD CHARLOTTE - KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF MY GIRL LYRICS

Let the record play 
Let the record play  
Let the record play
 
The way that you dance 

The way that you move 
The way that you stare at me  
Across the room
 
You carry Dior bags  

And you got your Chanel 
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG and YSL
 
Now I got Bathing Ape, I got DCMA  

I got brass knuckles hanging 
From my neck in my chain
 

I got a model 26  
But she stays in her place I got a Kershaw neatly Tucked inside in my waist
And the record keeps playing  

The same old song The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long
 

They say, aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
They say, aha, ahha But the record keeps playing The same old song
They say, aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
 

Now she sweating my friends And my hurricane shoes She likes the records I spin My Adam Barton tattoos
But she can't say what's up So what does she do She just stays posted up The other side of the room
I got AMC tattooed on my hand I got black wall street on a black bandanna
And the record keeps playing The same old song The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long
 

They say, aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
They say, aha, ahha But the record keeps playing The same old song
They say, aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
 

She, she, she don't wanna talk about it He, he, he wants to fight about Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it And I just wanna be about it I'm just trying to stay out of it
Step out the wagon You know the boy starts to hate The girl that came with him Less like that's not the boy she dates
 

They get to fighting and swearing And now the boyfriend is staring The disco ball on the ceiling Looks like the chain that I'm wearing But the music keeps playing
I got brass knuckles hanging From my neck in my chain I got brass knuckles hanging From my neck in my chain
 

And the record keeps playing The same old song The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long
They say aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
And the record keeps playing The same old song The hipsters mean muggin' on me all night long
 

They say aha, ahha Keep your hands off my girl Keep your hands off my girl
You carry Dior bags And you got your Chanel You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL
Now I got Bathing Ape, I got DCMA I got brass knuckles hanging From my neck in my chain I got brass knuckles hanging From my neck in my chain

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