Lyrics

Ah-ha, shake Taper jean girl with a motel face Ah-ha, shake Bury your eyes in a secret place Ah-ha, shake Black as night on a Summer day Cunts watch their bodies, no room for make up I think he's tasted, tasted the watcher Heart break Knocking 'em down like the seventh grade Heart break Cigarettes and songs, with a winter's chafe Heart break Keep like my daughter and a run away Cunts watch their bodies, no room for make up I think he's tasted, tasted the watcher Ah-ha, shake tapered jean girl kills me Cunts watch their bodies, no room for make up I think he's tasted, tasted the watcher I gotta shake, shake, shake, I'm coming, ah-ha I gotta keep on, keep on, keep on raving till the dark I gotta keep on, keep on, keep on coming, ah-ha I gotta shake, shake, shake, I'm raving in the dark
Writer(s): Nathan Followill, Caleb Followill, Jared Followill, Matthew Followill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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