Lyrics:
If it ain't 'bout, a dollar, I got no
Reception
It's a, whole lot, of money, I'm flexin'
Back on, my bullshit, 'cause I love
Finessin'
Live like,
[chorus]
I saw her today at a reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would meet her connection
At her feet was her footloose man
I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would meet her connection
At her feet was her footloose man
No, you can't
the girl is stacked
Reception's jumpin', bass is pumpin'
Look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin'
Says she wants to dance to a different groove
the girl is stacked
Reception's jumpin', bass is pumpin'
Look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin'
Says she wants to dance to a different groove
The reception was at Italia Conti
Academy of Theater Arts
Played host to a constellation of stars
Photos of Patsy Kensit, Tracy Ullman
Bonnie
I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine was in her hand
She was waiting to make her connection
At her feet was a footloose man
And I said
The reception's gotten fuzzy
The delicate balance has shifted
Put on your gloves and black pumps
Let's pretend the fog has lifted
Now you see me,
Love on the air
I keep transmitting but reception is hazy
I don't get an answer
Keep sending it faster
Always knew it was crazy
To put my love
cook... while I stand looking
Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery
Bless our mountain greenery home!
Simple cooking means
More than French
cook... while I stand looking
Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery
Bless our mountain greenery home!
Simple cooking means
More than French
In your hotel
we listened to the Wu Tang
In the front door
searching for the black door
In reception
trying to get your room key
In the shadows
looking
waiting for time
You're not picking up your phone, it's going to voicemail, what is the problem?
Yeah, you know the reception in the studio ain't proper
We don't have a good reception
Everything is blank and true
Even when we're free and to the other side of the moon
We don't even give a damn, we
We
winking
She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back
And now your feelin really fine cause the girl is stacked
Reception's jumpin bass is pumpin
Look
the reception's gotten fuzzy.
the delicate balance has shifted.
put on your gloves and your black pumps.
let's pretend the fog has lifted.
now you
restricted
I've seen all the cables and the wires
I got a really bad reception
When I went over to the other side
I turned my front room to the dark side
can cook... while I stand looking
Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery
Bless our mountain greenery home!
Simple cooking means
More
expensive corn
Bando settings, reception's poor
In the crackhead's kitchen, extension cord
All I need is a charger, less is more
Got a nank, cah
love your ice-cold reception
Love those little white lies
Gimme the love I see burning now
Gimme the love I see burning now
Gimme mahogany eyes
You say
The boys are running out of luck
The ghosts are at the entrance
Pray you made a entrance
The crazy nights fall in love
No cell phone reception
I guess that
a sail
A train with no conductor is bound to go off the rails
I’m like a phone with no reception or a home that’s lost it’s roof
I’d trade in every
ਮਿੱਠੀਏ ਨੀ ਤੇਰਿਯਾ ਦਲੇਰਿਯਾ
ਕਰੇ ਪੂਰੀਆ assignment ਆ ਮੇਰੀਯਾ
ਬ੍ਰੈਮ੍ਲੀ ਤੋਂ shopping ਕਰਾਗੇ ਮੁਟਿਆਰੇ
ਵਿਆਹ ਦੀ reception ਚਾਂਦਨੀ ਚ ਨਾਰੇ
ਬ੍ਰੈਮ੍ਲੀ ਤੋਂ shopping ਕਰਾਗੇ
silent radio
Knowing that my reception's always gold
Don't you know I am on your side
Picking up when you're calling late at night
When you've got no one
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