Chiot letra

Pretending to sleep
Doesn't work well
Doesn't work well
For me

Your nose is close to my nose
Your nose is nose to my nose

Lying unsteady
Do I taste like spaghetti to you?

I am awake
I am awake

My golden boy tastes sweeter
In the morning
The snow falling without warning
And this bagel could be warmer

My first kiss
Is a secret on your lips

Whatever, Dad - Letras

• Chiot
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