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Paroles de la chanson Cherry Bomb par Finn Askew
Uh
This might not sound right but I love it when we fight
You give me those eyes, lights fire down my spine
You say, "It's on sight"
That's fine 'cause I would die for you, darling I would die for you, you
I don't wanna give you up, uh
I will never let you down, down
I just wanna fill your cup
No stress, girl, I got this round, round
Nothing but the two of us
Together when we make the sound, sound
You're the smoke in my gun, blowing like cherry bombs
This might not sound right but I love it when we fight
You give me those eyes, lights fire down my spine
You say, "It's on sight"
That's fine 'cause I would die for you, darling I would die for you, you
I don't wanna give you up, uh
I will never let you down, down
I just wanna fill your cup
No stress, girl, I got this round, round
Nothing but the two of us
Together when we make the sound, sound
You're the smoke in my gun, blowing like cherry bombs
You're the jam on my scone, the sweetness stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want, baby, string me along
(Hey-hey, you could be the one, I want my cherry bomb)
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Yeah
If this ain't love, I don't know what is
If it ain't you, I don't want no shit
Cinderella shoe, I'ma make it fit
I'm a charming man but I ain't no Smith
But I got Weston right by my hip, I'm a rider
Bad B straight from the Niz, I'm beside her, hmm
You can say what you want, baby, string me along
(Hey-hey, you could be the one, I want my cherry bomb)
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Yeah
If this ain't love, I don't know what is
If it ain't you, I don't want no shit
Cinderella shoe, I'ma make it fit
I'm a charming man but I ain't no Smith
But I got Weston right by my hip, I'm a rider
Bad B straight from the Niz, I'm beside her, hmm
That girl so cute
Took a shot for the camera shoot
Took a shot got the golden boot (Oh)
But that's not a flex (No)
The flex is the feeling of ducking your ex
Or loving you best, my favorite success, damn
I must confess, there's feelings I cannot address
I swear, I swear it's no stress, my love, I swear it's no stress
You're the smoke in my gun, blowing like cherry bombs
You're the jam on my scone, the sweetness stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want, baby, string me along
(Hey-hey, you could be the one, I want my cherry bomb)
Took a shot for the camera shoot
Took a shot got the golden boot (Oh)
But that's not a flex (No)
The flex is the feeling of ducking your ex
Or loving you best, my favorite success, damn
I must confess, there's feelings I cannot address
I swear, I swear it's no stress, my love, I swear it's no stress
You're the smoke in my gun, blowing like cherry bombs
You're the jam on my scone, the sweetness stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want, baby, string me along
(Hey-hey, you could be the one, I want my cherry bomb)
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
You got me shinin' like a king, just call me Stephen
My baby royal to the bone, I call her treason
But she's the flower blooming in and out of season
My garden of Eden, just stay, yeah
You're the smoke in my gun, blowing like cherry bombs
You're the jam on my scone, the sweetness stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want, baby, string me along
(Hey-hey, you could be the one, I want my cherry bomb)
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
You got me shinin' like a king, just call me Stephen
My baby royal to the bone, I call her treason
But she's the flower blooming in and out of season
My garden of Eden, just stay, yeah
You're the smoke in my gun, blowing like cherry bombs
You're the jam on my scone, the sweetness stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want, baby, string me along
(Hey-hey, you could be the one, I want my cherry bomb)
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh (She my girl)
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb (And she my cherry bomb)
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb (You're my cherry bomb)
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb, yeah
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