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NATASHA BEDINGFIELD >> Merchandise Links
NATASHA BEDINGFIELD
I'm not the kind of girl you bring to mother I'm not the kind of girl you kiss in public My manners leave a lot to be desired At least in not a liar I'm not about the subtle innuendo More likely to throw rocks up at your window Won't walk on eggshells so you don't hear the crazy things I'm saying when you get near me I'd rather disappear than be faking it [Chorus:] Anyway, you like me yeah you know it You're so transparent How you stumble 'round those words so well You like me there i said it Don't need a dictionary helping me 'cause I can spell My foot was in my mouth the day I met you All my friends they said I'd never get you But they don't know it when they see it They need glasses to believe it They don't understand so be it... What can I say anyway [chorus] Bridge By the way you turn me on to your favorite band By the way you lift me up when I'm fading Breatheme in when I'm suffocating Don't say that its's just because you can Don't be stupid thinking I've misjudged you I know enough to now when someone trusts you Why fight it now it isn't gonna hurt you... [chorus]
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