Coast - Sabina Ddumba, Cherrie: текст песни id 85318855
You hit the Motorolla phone call
In the backseat of your dad’s car
There’s no dinner we can go for
Turn this
rock star
all the way to
Drinking, smoking on the cigars
Put that body on a poster
Yeah, send it on a postcard, baby
You look like a visit on an island
Oh, you got me hooked and
But you love and love and love and love, I know me
Just come along with me
To the coast
Let’s drive that Jaguar
To the coast
Oh, coast, mmh
Go
Let’s go see how far
We can go
Coast
Roller coaster
Dressed like locomotion
Let’s make it a moment
Waving up the ocean
Roller coaster
Dressed like locomotion
Let’s make it a moment
And drive that Jaguar to the coast
Oh yeah yeah
You my little rude boy
When I want you, just grab my waist
Control me when I say go
Get me on a ride on the seashore
Mighty wave, it wet like ocean
My love language is devotion
Maybe you could be the one to do so
And I’m willing to that now
To the coast
Let’s drive that Jaguar
To the coast
Oh, coast, mmh
Go
Let’s go see how far
We can go
Coast
Roller coaster
Dressed like locomotion
Let’s make it a moment
Waving up the ocean
Roller coaster
Dressed like locomotion
Let’s make it a moment
And drive that Jaguar to the coast
You look like a visit on an island
Oh, you got me hooked and
But you love and love and love and love, I know me
Just come along with me
To the coast
Let’s drive that Jaguar
To the coast
Oh, coast, mmh
Go
Let’s go see how far
We can go
Coast
Roller coaster
Dressed like locomotion
Let’s make it a moment
Waving up the ocean
Roller coaster
Dressed like locomotion
Let’s make it a moment
And drive that Jaguar to the coast
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