Texty:
Fun Lovin Criminals Welcome To Poppy S

me see That I could make it beautiful too Time has traced its lines on your face But I think you're beautiful And I want no other to be my baby's mother

been I'm in, yeah Chorus: In the city it's Friday night Is you're with me? it's Friday night We're gettin' busy it's Friday night In the city it's

her And my heart breaks every time I turn around (Woo hoo hoo) And my heart breaks every time I hear her name And my heart breaks down again, it's a

Keep on warin' 'cause that's what got us here Keep on talkin' till there's no one else to fear See, me and my brother might not be around next year 'Cause

damned if you treat me like some whore I be fun lovin', money makin', record breakin' Milk shakin', drug takin', never fakin', end of statement Crime don't pay but it's

Like a junkyard dog I bark at breezes and though my heart can't see the trees and you let me in your bed when it was solace i needed now I'm running down