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Baby I'a a dangerous girl, You should stay away from me. I've been murdering, I'm murdering on. I be murdering, I'm murdering on. Like the summer of Sam, back in '69. I've been tyeing them up, and hang 'em out to dry. Cause I'm hot like that when I walk to die. I be murdering, I'm murdering them. Like the summer of love back in '69.
介绍： Like the summer of Sam, back in '69 I'd be heavenly, deadly on the grind 'Cause to sing this nice has to be a crime I be murdering and murdering 'em Like the summer of love back in '69 You can say that I'm yours, but my body is divine I belong to everybody that I walk by Like hi, hi I'm the master of my destiny You haven't seen the ...
tono: Eb Eb Like the summer of Sam, back in '69 Ab Bb I'd be heavenly, deadly on the grind Eb 'Cause to sing this nice has to be a crime Ab I be murdering and murdering 'em Eb Like the summer of love back in '69 Ab Bb You can say that I'm yours, but my body is divine Eb I belong to everybody that I walk by Ab Like hi, hi Eb I'm the master of my destiny You haven't seen the best of me Ab And if ...
Like the summer of Sam, back in ’69 I’ve been tyeing them up, and hang ‘em out to dry Cause I’m hot like that when I walk to dry I be murdering, I’m murdering them Like the summer of love back in ’69 When I get on the microphone my, my Baby looking at you shudder like ay, ay, ay Like bye, bye
"Summer of Sam" (erroneously known as "B-A-D-D-E-S-T") is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. It was recorded in 2010 and a low quality version leaked on August 8, 2012. The song is unregistered on any music publishing sites and the producer or any co-writers are unknown. A final version of the song is rumored to exist, but remains unleaked.[S 1] Direct references to "Dangerous Girl" and ...
Eb Like the summer of Sam, back in '69 Ab Bb I'd be heavenly, deadly on the grind Eb 'Cause to sing this nice has to be a crime Ab I be murdering and murdering 'em Eb Like the summer of love back in '69 Ab Bb You can say that I'm yours, but my body is divine Eb I belong to everybody that I walk by Ab Like hi, hi Eb I'm the master of my destiny ...
Like the summer of Sam, back in ’69. I’ve been tyeing them up, and hang ‘em out to dry. Cause I’m hot like that when I walk to dry. I be murdering, I’m murdering them. Like the summer of love back in ’69. When I get on the microphone my, my. Baby looking at you shudder like ay, ay, ay.
