Zazu Times Two - Gorgeous lyrics

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Zazu Times Two - Gorgeous lyrics

She's wild, she gorgeous If love costs I can't afford it Surfing on her facebook, check her face look Yep she's still beautiful, waiting on her cue to go To my favorite late night date site Said it wasn't dark enough, I'm telling her to lighten up We when play rough she toughens up She loves me hard and that's enough Her art is where her heart is She's the smartest and an artist No stranger to the compliment She's great and they acknowledge it Use to date a cupcake, ima be her upgrade Far from perfect, imperfections make it more than interesting Most importantly Dreams of me, when she resting I'm running full speed in her general direction Tripping over dropped jaws, Hotter than some hot sauce Gotta show her I'm the real deal, not a knock off And ima fight for her for real, so please referee Help me get these gloves off She said you better make me laugh before you make cry She's my worst best friend, we only fight for pretend When she's hurt I never ask why; extract the answer from her eye Make her laugh before she cries; her sadness is what I despise Before she came I couldn't care, roll the dice truth or dare Truth be told you saved my soul, falling down the deepest hole Hold me close, overdose, no cons all pros Time is irrelevant, its stands still atop our hill I'll be jack you be Jill, like Michael jack I thrill her Always get the real her Hardly a cartographer, but got no problems mapping her OUT I know her like she knows me, head to toe, to and throe Distance is our enemy, why she remains a friend to me Who knows perhaps I'll close the gap pull her close her throne my lap Luscious lips banging hips, work all day making tips Its whack she barely texts back, press reply how hard was that At least I own her cardiac. Since way back artifact (chorus) Of course I saw you walk by, you catch the eye of blind guys That's me playing hard to get, a pro is what you're dealing with It's Complicated, why never dated, back then wouldn't of made it But we waited; now it's perfect how we played it Time to go, take it slow, drop it low, wipe it off, we blasting off Now give me one good reason, why you're teasing and I'm pleading Hurts but I'm not bleeding no need to call the ambulance Take my hand, I'll have this dance

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