Pat Lukens - BrB ( ˘ ³˘)❤ lyrics

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Pat Lukens - BrB ( ˘ ³˘)❤ lyrics

I never get bored of brainstorming reasons I adore you (2x) I'm a s**er for lover's spats And the back and forth But our tussles are nothing What am I packing for? I'll never walk out unless I have to, boy I'll never walk out the door `Cause I get drunk and dramatic And you get mad over nothing And shout a whole lot of blabber But does it matter? It doesn't I'll never shatter this honey Never running away Cause when the calendar says I have to, I ache Our close proximity Always tripping over you and always banging into things Your rhythm isn't totally in sync with me But I want to be a measure of your symphony And I get flustered It isn't always so clear When I must be Away from you send a kiss and wait right here Live your life when I'm gone We can dance all night when I get home Lalalalalala, lalalalala Lalalalala, lala (2x) I make a lot of messes But you're still the plus one on my guest list Forever 21 like my dress is Even when I get a little restless Me and you is what the best is All the far away is just a test Kiss me Through the phone leave me breathless Kiss me through the phone and leave me breathless It's just fine Cause even when I'm seeing red I'll leave and then I'll be right back Cause sometimes I need it for a reason my career and sh** It be like that It's alright All the feet and miles in between is only brief I know Just one flight And then you're at the end and I won't spend another night alone Our close Proximity Always tripping over you and always banging into things Your rhythm isn't totally in sync with me But I want to be a measure of your symphony And I get flustered Cause it isn't always so clear When I must be Away from you send a kiss and wait right here I never get bored of brainstorming reasons I adore you (2x) Live your life when I'm gone We can dance all night when I get home Lalalalalala, lalalalala Lalalalalalala (2x) Sorry for the glitter when I spill it on your pillowcase And my little face is plain as vanilla tastes Looking better with your k**er gaze And you're cool as MJ in his Thriller days Sorry I'm sensitive it's Part of what my method is And I Just want you to send a kiss to me Just send a kiss I nibble on your lip I took the liberty of scribbling on bricks in Brooklyn Every bathroom stall, and math book all the wrath I'm crawling back from You're good at what you do You take the mundane sh** Make it all new Unique New York All weekend All the creaking Doors, the sneaking You're my freak Live your life when I'm gone We can dance all night when I get home Lalalalalala, lalalalala Lalalalalalala (2x)

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