Lyrics
sunday dreamers end up last, fixing holes in sunken past, please don't blame me for my lies, just to keep him by my side, i don't mind if papa cares or, even if my mama stares, step right in let, this be true, i beg you get to think the way i do i got, you, i got you under my skin, i got you over my grin, i got you under my skin, i got you, i got you under my kiss, i got you over my lips, i got you under my skin, picture this through cherry bloom, such a crime becoming two whe, firecrackers shoot my mind, into such a spin i cry from, all these secrets, we have shaded, you helped make them, now i play it, over and over and over and over, a rhyme so cruel, i beg you get to think the way i do, you, i got you under my skin, i got you over my grin, i got you under my skin, i got you, i got you under my kiss, i got you over my lips, i got you under my skin i got, you, i got you under my skin, i got you over my grin, i got you under my skin, i want to dance so, come on dance, woohhoo, kick those shoes off, come on dance, ye who, woooohhooo i got, you, i got you under my skin, i got you over my grin, i got you under my skin, i got you, i got you under my kiss, i got you over my lips, i got you under my skin i got, you, i got you under my skin, i got you over my grin, i got you under my skin
Song details
Artist: gin wigmore