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Jejím otcem je Keith Allen a matkou Alison Owen. Narodila se v londýnské městské části Hammersmith. Poté se s rodinou usídlili v jiné části a tou byl Islington. Má starší sestru Sarah, mladšího bratra Alfieho (který je předmětem její písně...
Píseň: L8 cmmr
- Interpret:
- Lily Allen
- Album:
- Sheezus
Good lover, good lover Feels good like a long whole summer Late comer, he's a late comer My man is a bad motherfucker He can bring it, bring it all day long All other men, them been wrong Nobody will get to see Cos he's gonna spend his life with me You can't have him No way he's taken ladies I got me his babies Look at my ring! He's going nowhere till this fat lady sings And when I see his face I feel like I could win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for I couldn't ask for anymore I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game set and match Late comer, he's a late comer My lover, my lover Shoots and scores like he's Maradona Under cover, under the covers My man is a bad motherfucker Anybody, anyone could see I'd have caught him eventually Me and him have a thing that's rare Other girls can look elsewhere You can't have him No way he's taken ladies I got me his babies Look at my ring! He's going nowhere till this fat lady sings And when I see his face I feel like I could win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for I couldn't ask for anymore I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game set and match You can look girl but you can't touch Don't know why I love him so much Can't put this thing into words My love for him's absurd You can look girl but you can't touch Don't know why I love him so much Can't put this thing into words My love for him's absurd And when I see his face I feel like I could win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for I couldn't ask for anymore I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game set and match And when I see his face I feel like I could win the race And when he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the long game Why would I leave him for I couldn't ask for anymore I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back He won me game set and match Late comer, he's a late comer
Sheezus (2014)
5. L8 cmmr