Learn Language through the song Shooting star - Audrey Hobert

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(One, two, three, bitch)

When I'm drunk at the club, I wanna be felt up

When I'm fresh outta luck, I say, "Give me the hard stuff"

If I hate what I hear, I'll just tell you to shut up

And it's just who I am, and they can't get enough, oh

Ah-ah-ah-ah, oh

Wanna be bored, babe?

Check on the door, babe

She's walkin' in and looks like every other chick, and I think she's the one, oh

Here's what I do when he's showin' his cards

I get on the fence, and settle him down, and set 'em apart

I fill in the gaps, and I give it an arc

When I tie it all up, and dropkick you like it's a shot in the dark

Girl, that's not a shootin' star

I'm sorry, my bad, I thought that it was

Girl, girl, that's no, not a shootin' star

I know that you're right, but what if you're not?

'Cause he's perfect

He treats me like shit, but I promise you, baby, it's worth it

'Cause it hurts me, and I'd rather be here when I'm drunk at the club on a Thursday

So excuse me, I know what I'm doin', I'm sane when I'm not (sane when I'm not)

For however long (power it on), I'm never it all, oh

Ah-ah-ah-ah, oh (oh)

Wanna be bored, babe? (Huh)

Check on the door, babe (huh)

She's walkin' in and looks like every other chick, and I think she's the one (I think she's the one)

Here's what I do (here's what I do)

When he's showin' his cards (when he's showin' his cards)

I get on the fence, and settle him down, and set 'em apart (set 'em apart)

I fill in the gap (fill in the gaps), and I give it an arc (and I give it an arc)

I tie it all up, and dropkick you like it's a shot in the dark

Girl, that's not a shootin' star (no, no)

I'm sorry, my bad, I thought that it was

Girl, girl, that's no, not a shootin' star

I know that you're right, but what if you're not?

'Cause he's perfect (ah)

He treats me like shit, but I promise you, baby, it's worth it

'Cause it hurts me, and I'd rather be here when I'm drunk at the club on a Thursday

It consumes me, and I'm totally lovin' the music (ah-ah)

And I like it the best when I'm losin', baby (ah-ah, ah, no)

When I'm drunk at the club, I wanna be felt up

When I'm fresh outta luck, I say, "Give me the hard stuff"

If I hate what I hear, I'll just tell you to shut up

And it's just who I am, and they can't get enough, oh (oh)

(Ah-ah, oh, ah-ah-ah, oh, ah-ah, oh) it's just who I am, and they can't get enough, oh

Shooting star