I could feel your eyes
While they were burning
Wwith such intensity
You make me feel dirty
I can almost feel
Your hands all over me
Did your momma never say
Its rude to keep staring
If you're caught
Then you should look away
You ain't got nothing to feel my breathe
You ain't got nothing to match my genes
On intuition i do rely
Loss submission i will defy
On contrary to what you believe
You don't do nothing for me
Just sit down and relax
You're stressing to the max
You never gonna get to me
Just sit down, give me space
Boy you're in my face
We'll never have a history
Sit down, sit down, sit down
Your just a thrill
You got the bills but
Boy you are killing me
I am looking for the kind of guy
Tthat's full of life and sensitivity
Did your papa never teach
You have to treat a woman like a lady
No you don't survive...
You don't do anything to ease my mind
You don't do nothing but waste my time
Shame I'm breaking your master plan
Just start walking and be a man
Naturally You want to believe
That you do something for me
Just sit down and relax
You're stressing to the max
You never gonna get to me
Just sit down, give me space
Boy you're in my face
We'll never have a history
Sit down, sit down, sit down
You're a women talking boydriven
womanizing foreign living
I just want you out of my face
Small town no mind think you looking so fine
But you don't do anything for me
Just sit down...
I nikt nie powiedzial zostan...
Pytaja wszyscy, skad jestes i co robisz
To im wystarczy, ze imie jakies masz
Nie probuj odpowiadac i mowic im o sobie
Bo zamiast ciebie oni widza twarz.
Myslałam wtedy, ze nie ma na co czekac
Czas szybko mija, a zycie jedno jest
To nie był latwy gest, mowili, ze uciekam
Z biletem w dloni, w jedna strone rejs
Co dzien ta sama zabawa sie zaczyna
I przypomina dziecinne twoje sny
Chcesz rozbic tafle szkla, a ona sie ugina
I tam sa wszyscy, a naprzeciw - ty.
Zostalam sama, wiec pisze dlugie listy
Pieniedzy nie mam, zbyt malo jeszcze wiem
Poznaje duzo slow, rozumiem prawie wszystko
A swiat wyglada, jakby byl za szklem.
Codziennie rano przez brudne patrzac okno
Probuję wierzyc, ze przetrze sie ta mgla
Ze bede mogla znow naprawde czegos dotknac
I cud sie stanie - zniknie tafla szkla
Co dzien ta sama zabawa sie zaczyna...
Chcesz rozbic tafle szkla, a ona sie ugina...
Wiec odeszlam...