Текст Sam Feldt – Heaven (Don’t Have A Name)

She’s got photos that will make you believe
Oh, she tastes like lipstick and Tanqueray

All I remember, she grew up in Atlanta
But she moved to the Bay

She keeps it old school, feels like rock-n-roll
But got that new groove, so unpredictable
I gotta tell you, I’ll never be the same
Oh Lord, she keeps it old school, throw on Billie Jean
‘Cause she ain’t no fool, she can be my beauty queen
I gotta tell you, I’ll never be the same

‘Cause heaven don’t have a name
Heaven don’t have a name

Out here they call her dangerous
Lookin’ for a cheap shot
She’ll always be a stranger
Dancin’ to the jukebox

All I remember, she grew up in Atlanta
But she moved to the Bay
An uptown beauty you could never escape (never escape)
Heaven don’t have a name

She keeps it old school, feels like rock-n-roll
But got that new groove, so unpredictable
I gotta tell you, I’ll never be the same
Oh Lord, she keeps it old school, throw on Billie Jean
‘Cause she ain’t no fool, she can be my beauty queen
I gotta tell you, I’ll never be the same

‘Cause heaven don’t have a name
Heaven don’t have a name

Feels like rock-n-roll
But got that new groove, so unpredictable
I gotta tell you, I’ll never be the same
Oh Lord, she keeps it old school, throw on Billie Jean
‘Cause she ain’t no fool, she can be my beauty queen
I gotta tell you, I’ll never be the same

Heaven don’t have a name
(Heaven don’t have a name)
(Heaven don’t have a name)
Heaven don’t have a name
(Heaven don’t have a name)
(Heaven don’t have a name)