Been fine to f*ck and fake it
Dress up for the club but aching
And I know
The fratricidal
Do you remember feeling
How I really said nothing
Confine my tongue
Or forsake it
I walk broke on the road
Sing myself a few words
And the right songs slip at the right time
I groove around on a Monday night
But I'll fight you on a Friday with my cherry eyes
Nothing to evade it
Got nothing to evade it
How's New York
Your fratricidal
Can you surrender seeming
Boy of the dreams but beaming
Confine my love
Or forsake it
I walk broke on the road
Sing myself a few words
And the right songs slip at the right time
I groove around on a Monday night
But I'll fight you on a Friday with my cherry eyes
I wish I was grown
So grown so I could be spun
Spun in this strange dance of all of you cool kids
I groove around on a Monday night
But I'll fight you on a Friday with my cherry eyes
Zulfi - Fuck a Frat Lyrics
Zulfi - Fuck a Frat Lyrics
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Been fine to f*ck and fake it
Dress up for the club but aching
And I know
The fratricidal
Do you remember feeling
How I really said nothing
Confine my tongue
Or forsake it
I walk broke on the road
Sing myself a few words
And the right songs slip at the right time
I groove around on a Monday night
But I'll fight you on a Friday with my cherry eyes
Nothing to evade it
Got nothing to evade it
How's New York
Your fratricidal
Can you surrender seeming
Boy of the dreams but beaming
Confine my love
Or forsake it
I walk broke on the road
Sing myself a few words
And the right songs slip at the right time
I groove around on a Monday night
But I'll fight you on a Friday with my cherry eyes
I wish I was grown
So grown so I could be spun
Spun in this strange dance of all of you cool kids
I groove around on a Monday night
But I'll fight you on a Friday with my cherry eyes
Dress up for the club but aching
And I know
The fratricidal
Do you remember feeling
How I really said nothing
Confine my tongue
Or forsake it
I walk broke on the road
Sing myself a few words
And the right songs slip at the right time
I groove around on a Monday night
But I'll fight you on a Friday with my cherry eyes
Nothing to evade it
Got nothing to evade it
How's New York
Your fratricidal
Can you surrender seeming
Boy of the dreams but beaming
Confine my love
Or forsake it
I walk broke on the road
Sing myself a few words
And the right songs slip at the right time
I groove around on a Monday night
But I'll fight you on a Friday with my cherry eyes
I wish I was grown
So grown so I could be spun
Spun in this strange dance of all of you cool kids
I groove around on a Monday night
But I'll fight you on a Friday with my cherry eyes
Writer: Zulfiqar Suhail Mannan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid