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Princessa - He's On The Phone
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Lyrics found by a fan, by me, or copied from an unofficial website.
Thanks : Ruslan Potatuev
Original lyric transcription by Karina Boje for the Princessa International Fanclub
He's on the phone and she wants to go home
She's in hand to make a sound it's time to go
Ooh, someday (someday) someday (someday)
He's on the phone, doesn't want to go home
The hotel life forget your wife,
You're on your own
Arkanseenia girl,
Her life's a gas he loves the trash
Inside this world
Can't find his way there, stuck the cash
Feeling flash in Leicester Square
Ooh yes she never meant to call,
She did anyway
And now she's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)
Yes, ooh she never meant to call,
She did anyway
And now she's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)
It's five to twelve, and she's nervous as hell
You've nothing to lose
It's hard to choose, it's hard to tell
Skin is to drop and war
Her lipstick kiss reminisce and wait till dawn
He's on the phone
Original lyric transcription by Karina Boje for the Princessa International Fanclub
Lyrics added on 08/01/2011
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