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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Lulleaux
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hugo Prick
Hugo Prick
Composer
Benno de Goeij
Benno de Goeij
Composer
Léon Paul Palmen
Léon Paul Palmen
Composer
Burton, Brittany Marie
Burton, Brittany Marie
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm so bored at this party
But you sit down on the couch
People dancing on money
But you and me we chill out
You can tell that I'm crazy
I can tell that you're cool
Though it's crowded and loud here
I just focus on you
Maybe this nothing might turn into something
Baby, ain't nothing better than this
You look like sex, feel like love
Taste like summertime, sipping in the club
Hear your voice, turn it up
No I could never get enough
Look like sex, feel like love
Taste like pop rocks moving up my tongue
Hear your voice, turn it up
No I could never get enough
You look like
You look like
You look like, ohh, ohh
You look like
You look like
You look like, ohh, ohh
Take my hand and you drag me
Sneak me out of the house
Yeah, I know that I'm sober
So while I'm spinning around
Put your hands in my pockets
Pull me close to your chest
And then the rest I forget
Maybe this nothing might turn into something
Baby, ain't nothing better than this
You look like sex, feel like love
Taste like summertime, sipping in the club
Hear your voice, turn it up
No I could never get enough
Look like sex, feel like love
Taste like pop rocks moving up my tongue
Hear your voice, turn it up
No I could never get enough
You look like
You look like
You look like ohh, ohh
You look like
You look like
You look like, ohh, ohh
You look like
You look like
You look like, ohh, ohh
You look like
You look like
You look like, ohh, ohh
Written by: Benno de Goeij, Britt Burton, Hugo Prick, Léon Paul Palmen
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