Aimee Allen lyrics
Aimee Allen lyrics
"Miss America Lyrics"
Un Espacio Para Andar Lyrics
Alcanzar, por tu cuenta ese lugar Hacia alla, donde tu quieres llegar Se que tu sin mi puedes hacerlo muy bien Pero si no estoy, se termina la ilusion Uno no es igual que dos hasta el final
Everything gets old
Everyone is dull
It's always raining
Everyone is scared
'Cause I got Joan Jett hair
But I'll keep changing
No one understands
Why I'm the way I am
So why bring it on?
I don't want to be your Miss America
I won't be your queen for just one day
We just want to sing for your America
Say the things that you're afraid to say
You think I've lost my mind
I call it my good time
It's while you're sleeping
Everyone's force spins
So just go back to bed
You're scared of dreaming
Even if I suck when I'm a little drunk
So what? Just sing along
I don't want to be your Miss America
I won't be your queen for just one day
We just want to sing for your America
Say the things that you're afraid to say
Big Romantic Stuff Lyrics
Did they never tell you 'bout it baby Did they never say it's tough Are you never going to give up on that Big romantic stuff That French song p
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I spit crack in the moldAlcanzar, por tu cuenta ese lugar Hacia alla, donde tu quieres llegar Se que tu sin mi puedes hacerlo muy bien Pero si no estoy, se termina la ilusion Uno no es igual que dos hasta el final
Everything gets old
Everyone is dull
It's always raining
Everyone is scared
'Cause I got Joan Jett hair
But I'll keep changing
No one understands
Why I'm the way I am
So why bring it on?
I don't want to be your Miss America
I won't be your queen for just one day
We just want to sing for your America
Say the things that you're afraid to say
You think I've lost my mind
I call it my good time
It's while you're sleeping
Everyone's force spins
So just go back to bed
You're scared of dreaming
Even if I suck when I'm a little drunk
So what? Just sing along
I don't want to be your Miss America
I won't be your queen for just one day
We just want to sing for your America
Say the things that you're afraid to say
Did they never tell you 'bout it baby Did they never say it's tough Are you never going to give up on that Big romantic stuff That French song p
And I resent growing old
Smoking up and drinking
Doesn't pay the rent, I'm told
I've been locked up, not lucked out
Been fired up, burned out
Been force fed this dick
And bit the cock in my mouth
And I used to be catholic
But now I'm just guilty and filthy
With the all the lies that you filled me
But I'm the queen of kerosene
There is none higher
Got so much fucking fuel
That you can't stop my fire
I don't want to be your Miss America
I won't be your queen for just one day
We just want to sing for your America
Say the things that you're afraid to say
I don't want to be your Miss America
I won't be your queen for just one day
Fuck the east coast/west coast hysteria
Say the things that you're afraid to say