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Опубликовано: 15 дек. 2015 г.7 Years by Lukas Graham. «A mix of Christiania, Copenhagen and Los Angeles is combined to give you a beautiful imagery to help the song along. I really hope you like it.» — Lukas Graham
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Lyrics:
Once I was seven years old my mama told me,
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely
Once I was seven years old
It was a big, big world but we thought we were bigger
Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker
By eleven smoking herb and drinking burning liquor
Never rich so we were out to make that steady figure
Once I was eleven years old my daddy told me,
Go get yourself a wife or you'll be lonely
Once I was eleven years old
I always had that dream like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory just always seemed to bore me
‘Cause only those I really love will ever really know me
Once I was twenty years old my story got told
Before the morning sun when life was lonely
Once I was twenty years old
I only see my goals I don't believe in failure
‘Cause I know the smallest voices they can make it major
I got my boys with me, at least those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave I hope I'll see you later
Once I was twenty years old my story got told
I waswriting 'bout everything I saw before me
Once I was twenty years old
Soon we'll be thirty years old, our songs have been sold
We'vetraveled around the world and we're still roaming
Soon we'll be thirty years old
I'm still learning about life, my woman brought children for me
So I can sing them all my songs and I can tell them stories
Most of my boys are with me, some are still out seeking glory
And some I had to leave behind, my brother I'm still sorry
Soon I'll be sixty years old, my daddy got sixty-one
Remember life and then your life becomes a better one
I made a man so happy when I wrote a letter once
I hope my children come and visit once or twice a month
Soon I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold
Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me
Soon I'll be sixty years old
(P) 2015 Copenhagen Records / Warner Chappell Music / Then We Take The World
Lyrics:
I ain't worried bout nothin
I ain't wearin na nada
I'm sitting pretty, impatient
But I know you gotta
Put in those hours
Imma make it harder
I'm sendin pic after picture
Imma get you fired
I know you're always on that night shift
But I can't stand these nights alone
I don't need no explanation
Baby you're the boss at home
You don't gotta go towork
But you gotta put in work
You don't gotta go to work
Let my body do the work
We can work from home
Let's put it into motion
Imma give you a promotion
I'll make it feel like a vacay
Turn the bed into an ocean
We don't need nobody
I just need your body
Nothin but sheets in between us
Ain't no gettin off early
Oh, yeah
Girl gotta work for me
Can you make it clap
No hands for me
Take it to the ground
Pick it up for me
Look back at it
All on for me
Put in work like my timesheet
She ride it like a '63
Imma buy her no Celine
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, I'm her boo
And she down to break the rules
Ride or die, she gone go
I won't judge, she finesse
I pipe her, she take that
Puttin' overtime on your body