Pretty Girls Make Graves

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Spit Syndicate - Rap, Australia

Pretty Girls Make Graves

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[Intro:] Give in to lust, give up to lust, the lord Knows we'll soon be dust Give in to lust, give up to lust, the lord Knows we'll soon be dust [Verse 1: Nick Lupi] And right there was where I Spotted her, wherever she walked, eyes followed her Drunk off her majesty, what could I could offer her but My undivided attention as she glided Past and so she took it right off at her stop with her, (there she was) The undoing of all, she wore a headband Walk of life, and the kiss of death, man I'm the first to admit I got some habits to kick She was looking like she could gladly add to the list So I obliged in accordance, I walked towards her Her unmistakable draw, was striking So unattainable yet so inviting, her smile Was lawless, eyes were like lightning and when she Told me her name, was like angels singing Two soul piercing eyes with danger in 'em and she'd be Happy to rearrange your day with 'em Dig graves with 'em, yours truly was today's victim [Chorus:] Said as she walks, in and out like just like those sliding doors When she talks, said any line could redefine my course In my thoughts you still haunt me from the night before When you tease me, girl don't leave me And we can spend some time together shine that little light of yours That you burnt me with a million different times before Like I'm surprised that you pay me no mind at all, at all [Verse 2: Jimmy Nice] Said I was like How you doing, I'm alright, I've been to Thailand twice and I ain't Seen nothing like you to be fair, and I done studied your Contour lines and I'd die to be flying blind Am I gonna need to call security here? To all my queen pins That kill without a second look, rebel minus the cause Devil minus the horns, heaven minus the doors A dime like a sierra diamond minus the flaws If death's coming in three, she's 7 minus the 4 Sweet mistress, I seek forgiveness Aware of the peril but can't keep my distance Tombstone reads to he who's persistent She'll keep you at the top of her hit list (Said pretty girls make Graves) Sweet mistress I seek forgiveness Aware of the peril but can't keep my distance Spellbound, there is no resistance She had me at the top of her hit list Go on and make yourself at home in my head Go on and make yourself at home in my head Go on and make yourself at home in my head Go on and make yourself at home in my head Go on and make yourself at home in my head Go on and make yourself at home in my head Give in to lust, give up to lust, the lord Knows we'll soon be dust Give in to lust, give up to lust, the lord Knows we'll soon be dust [Chorus:] Said as she walks, in and out like just like those sliding doors When she talks, said any line could redefine my course In my thoughts you still haunt me from the night before When you tease me, girl don't leave me And we can spend some time together shine that little light of yours That you burnt me with a million different times before Like I'm surprised that you pay me no mind at all, at all, at all (Said bring it back for me) Said as she walks, in and out like just like those sliding doors (yeah) When she talks, said any line could redefine my course (yeah) In my thoughts you still haunt me from the night before (yeah) When you tease me, girl don't leave me And we can spend some time together shine that little light of yours (yeah) That you burnt me with a million different times before (yeah) Like I'm surprised that you pay me no mind at all, at all (yeah) [Outro: Nick Lupi] Yeah we do it for the Melbourne girls, and the Sydney girls Byron Bay, Perth and the Brissie girls From the north-west out to them east side girls And everywhere in between type girls. From the Ones next door to the foreign girls See foreign girls, they all run the world From behind, above, near and far Yeah, they all run the world

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