Paisley, Brad - Ticks 歌詞

Every time you take a sip
In this smoky atmosphere
You press that bottle to your lips
And I wish I was your beer
In the small there of your back
Your jeans are playi[......]

あまりにも多くのページを訪問する必要が...

に、コンテンツが隠されています。

View All Paisley, Brad Lyrics