low-key
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- Apr 8, 2011
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No I'm no angel, No I'm no stranger to the street
I've got my label, So I won't crumble at your feet
And I know baby, So I've got scars upon my cheek
And I'm half crazy, Come on and love me baby
So you find me hard to handle, well I'm easier to hold
So you like my spurs that jingle and I never leave you cold
So I might steal your diamonds I'll bring you back some gold
I've got my label, So I won't crumble at your feet
And I know baby, So I've got scars upon my cheek
And I'm half crazy, Come on and love me baby
So you find me hard to handle, well I'm easier to hold
So you like my spurs that jingle and I never leave you cold
So I might steal your diamonds I'll bring you back some gold