Lyrics Julian Casablancas – QYURRYUS
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Hot track
Hot dress
Undressing this hot mess
Gettin’ off, the west side
All day on a roof on the west side
Hot track
Hot dress
Undressing this hot mess
Gettin’ off, the west side
All day on a roof on the west side
The public is confused
Prison-jazz virtue
He knows the truth
If he thinks it through
Minor but major, I was gonna say
That’s not your problem, at least not today
Hot track
Hot dress
Undressing this hot mess
Gettin’ off, the west side
All day on a roof on the west side
Hot track
Hot dress
Undressing this hot mess
Gettin’ off, the west side
All day on a roof on the west side
I lost what’s mine
Little Habibi
I lost what’s mine
Trust in systems of the law
I lost what’s mine
Somebody
I lost what’s mine
Odd creatures, walking tall
I lost what’s mine
I did the London Eye
I lost what’s mine
I didn’t wanna get off
I lost what’s mine
Guess it was never mine
I lost what’s mine
Take me back and I’m a child
I lost what’s mine
I want my mom, I want my home
I lost what’s mine
Ah, oh
I lost what’s mine
My son
I lost what’s mine
Somebody
I lost what’s mine
Odd creatures, walking tall
I lost what’s mine
I did the London Eye
I lost what’s mine
I didn’t wanna get off
I lost what’s mine
Guess it was never mine
I lost what’s mine
Take me back and I’m a child
I lost what’s mine
I want my mom, I want my home
I lost what’s mine
Ah, oh
I lost what’s mine
My son
I lost what’s mine