[00:00.000] 作词 : Judit Vincze
[00:00.078] 作曲 : Judit Vincze
[00:00.156]always too late and packed with cigarettes
[00:05.156]without a single trace of any fret
[00:09.341]walkin’ in so cool in those black skinny jeans
[00:13.339]lookin at me and I know
[00:15.089]I know what it means
[00:17.589]You smile, I move
[00:19.089]you touch my waist, I talk
[00:21.339]your neck, my hands
[00:24.090]You kiss me like smoke
[00:26.339]You smile, I move
[00:28.339]you touch my waist, I talk
[00:30.840]your neck, my hands
[00:32.840]You kiss me like a
[00:35.089]What’s wrong with a little fun, yeah
[00:37.089]Gonna be your Bonnie, the hunter
[00:39.339]The night has just begun, yeah
[00:41.839]Glide your gun right upon, ya
[00:44.089]What’s wrong with a little fun, yeah
[00:45.840]Gonna be your Bonnie, the hunter
[00:48.090]The night has just begun, yeah
[00:50.340]Glide your gun right upon, ya
[00:54.090]I disappeared in your arms for the last time
[01:05.340]After all without goodbye you vanished in the cab
[01:09.590]As the other woman I am part of the crime
[01:14.340]On my way to home and I start my rehab
[01:18.591]But you smile, I move
[01:20.841]you touch my waist, I talk
[01:22.841]your neck, my hands
[01:25.091]You kiss me like a smoke
[01:27.590]But you smile, I move
[01:29.590]you touch my waist, I talk
[01:31.591]your neck, my hands
[01:33.841]You kiss me like a
[01:36.091]What’s wrong with a little fun, yeah
[01:38.091]Gonna be your Bonnie, the hunter
[01:40.341]The night has just begun, yeah
[01:42.841]Glide your gun right upon, ya
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作词 : Judit Vincze
作曲 : Judit Vincze
always too late and packed with cigarettes
without a single trace of any fret
walkin’ in so cool in those black skinny jeans
lookin at me and I know
I know what it means
You smile, I move
you touch my waist, I talk
your neck, my hands
You kiss me like smoke
You smile, I move
you touch my waist, I talk
your neck, my hands
You kiss me like a
What’s wrong with a little fun, yeah
Gonna be your Bonnie, the hunter
The night has just begun, yeah
Glide your gun right upon, ya
What’s wrong with a little fun, yeah
Gonna be your Bonnie, the hunter
The night has just begun, yeah
Glide your gun right upon, ya
I disappeared in your arms for the last time
After all without goodbye you vanished in the cab
As the other woman I am part of the crime
On my way to home and I start my rehab
But you smile, I move
you touch my waist, I talk
your neck, my hands
You kiss me like a smoke
But you smile, I move
you touch my waist, I talk
your neck, my hands
You kiss me like a
What’s wrong with a little fun, yeah
Gonna be your Bonnie, the hunter
The night has just begun, yeah
Glide your gun right upon, ya
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