Just Like You in 17 Hippies

Songtexte Just Like You in 17 Hippies

Just Like You
Just Like You

You got the tip, from the blood on my lip.
You gotta a little truth, no way to shake it loose.
What can I say.

She stole my time, and shook my bits.
Walks in style, with swinging hips. She got it all.

She got it all - with a lot more coming.
She got it all - it took a whole lot too.

So she's nobody's fool, and wayout cool,
no time to lose, mine to choose.
What can I say, what can I say…

Hey there - she's a whole lot like you.

She's everybody's dream, and everything it seems.
With a head on start, she took my heart.
And asked for more.

She's nobody's fool, and wayout cool.
No time to choose, and yours to lose.
Make my day.

What can I say - we had a whole lot coming.
We had it all - it took a whole lot too.

So, you got the tip, from the blood on my lip.
You gotta a little truth, so what…
Yes I know it's not funny, it's not funny.

Hey there - she's a whole lot like you

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