Letra de After Hours - Electric Six
Letra de canci�n de After Hours de Electric Six lyrics
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Here comes Cokey Joe, looking to make it snow
I wish I didn't know what I know
And that's why you were hired, hired
Don't do your job and you'll be fired, fired
You can't get tired after hours, hours
They build it high in silver towers, towers
They congregate here after hours, hours
They tellin' lies
That's how rumours get started and destinies die
Tick tock, sexy clock, where did the time go?
You can't go blind blowing your load
And that's why god's a liar, liar
You're underage you need a buyer, buyer
We'll take you higher after hours, hours
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They gettin' nice on whiskey sours, sours
They tradin' secrets after hours, hours
Destroying time
That's how organs shut down and brain cells die
Here comes Sammy Smack and he's all crashed up
He gonna need a transfusion of blood
And all the ladies are like, "Yes, yes"
Another system under stress, stress
Forget about it, lose that dress, dress
Oh, give me a hug!
This is how the young girls dress in my club
After hours hours
Eternal life in Satan's powers, powers
You live forever after hours, hours
Now you know why
The sun ain't the real reason vampires die
Here comes Cokey Joe, looking to make it snow
I wish I didn't know what I know
And that's why you were hired, hired
Don't do your job and you'll be fired, fired
You can't get tired after hours, hours
They build it high in silver towers, towers
They congregate here after hours, hours
They tellin' lies
That's how rumours get started and destinies die
Tick tock, sexy clock, where did the time go?
You can't go blind blowing your load
And that's why god's a liar, liar
You're underage you need a buyer, buyer
We'll take you higher after hours, hours
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/after-hours-electric-six.php
They gettin' nice on whiskey sours, sours
They tradin' secrets after hours, hours
Destroying time
That's how organs shut down and brain cells die
Here comes Sammy Smack and he's all crashed up
He gonna need a transfusion of blood
And all the ladies are like, "Yes, yes"
Another system under stress, stress
Forget about it, lose that dress, dress
Oh, give me a hug!
This is how the young girls dress in my club
After hours hours
Eternal life in Satan's powers, powers
You live forever after hours, hours
Now you know why
The sun ain't the real reason vampires die