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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drapht
Lead Vocals
trials
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Ridge
Composer
Daniel Rankine
Composer
Larry Siler
Composer
Drapht
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drapht
Producer
trials
Producer
DJ Reflux
Producer
Tom Coyne
Producer
Lyrics
(For sure)
Check it out ah, ya, ya
From the moment we met, I was breathless
And not asbestos breathless either
Always, When you least expect it
Stumble across Rapunzel Di-Libra
Couldn't leave, I had to meet her
Greet the girl of my dreams with a kiss on the hand "what up?"
Little magnificant missing a man
Ran away, Like kids to a van (shut)
So gorgeous, Walking on water
Sort of like Erin McNaught, but little shorter
Wore a pandora, Bought her a charm
Wasn't short of thought with bit of Paul on her arm
Calling for calm, we fought, Made Iraq
And the border of Jordan a walk in the park
Jaws of a shark, Too hard to break it off
Fall apart, So I would say;
Rapunzel, Gotta let your hair down
Girl, Better let your hair down
I'm tired of fighting, We ain't going nowhere now
Gotta let your hair down
Girl, better let your hair down
Why we trying? We ain't going nowhere now
(For sure)
And even she could see
Her love was like a demolition derby
I was Herbie, The lovebug, Swervin'
'Cause I work on the road
She was like Russell the Crow
Jerk with her phone!
Know that I don't wanna fight
Another night, Chewing off my ear, Like Mike
Another night ruined, I knew it
Knew you would do it
Scream when I'm out, Like Hewitt
You were the one, You were the runaway
Like andale, andale
Then break it off, But come running back
Like baby, I want you back, But don't call me that
Now baby, Baby
Baby, Don't call me "Baby, Baby"
I said, "Baby, Baby", Don't call me "Baby, Baby"
Baby, Gotta let your hair down
Girl, Better let your hair down
I'm tired of fighting, We ain't going nowhere now
Gotta let your hair down
Girl, Better let your hair down
Why we trying? We ain't going nowhere now
(For sure, Don't you love me any more?)
Na, I'm just sick of you saying my friends are above you
You knew, When you were with me
But you were lost in watching Sex and the City
And what did you give me?
Your lips moving, But, Nothing coming out, Like Britney!
And what, Did you lose it?
No trust; Every movement watched like Truman
Only human, I ain't a saint, But don't cheat when I'm in the game
And that's real, You know, You know no, You know you don't know me
Die from the photos I got, Like Dodi
My own Naomi Campbell, I try to help, She flies off the handle;
No more candles, No more dinner, No more fat
"I could look a little thinner"
Where's my Cinda-Rella, My little bella?
Hard, But I had to tell her, So I say, Yeah, So I say, Huh
I keep tellin' her, I keep tellin' her
Rapunzel, Gotta let your hair down
Girl, better let your hair down
I'm tired of fighting, We ain't going nowhere now
Gotta let your hair down
Girl, better let your hair down
Why we trying?, We ain't going nowhere now
We ain't going nowhere now
We ain't going nowhere now
Writer(s): Paul Ridge, Daniel Rankine, Larry Siler
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