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After Hours

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  • 作词 : Keith Thompson/Tyler Spencer
    作曲 : Keith Thompson/Tyler Spencer
    Here comes cokey
    Joe looking to make it snow
    I wish I didn't know what
    I knowAnd that's why you were hired, hired.
    Don't do your job and you'll be fired, fired.
    You can't get tired after hours, hours.
    They building high in silver towers, towers
    They congregate here afters hours, hours
    They tellin' lies, that's how rumors get started and destinies die
    Tick-tock ***-o-clock where did the time go
    You can't go blind blowing your load
    And that's why
    God's a liar, liar
    You're underage you need a buyer, buyer
    We'll take you higher after hours, hours
    They're getting nice on whiskey sours, sours
    They're telling secrets after hours, hours
    Destroying time, that's how organs shut down and brain cells die.
    Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh
    Here comes
    Spanish Mack and the moon crashed up he's gonna need a transfusion of blood
    And all the ladies are like yes, yes
    Another system under stress, stress
    Forget about it lose that dress, dress
    Aw give me a hug
    This is how the young girls dress in my club
    After hours, hours
    Eternal life and
    Satan's powers, powers
    You live forever after hours hours
    Now you know why, the sun ain't the real reason
    Vampir's die
  • 作词 : Keith Thompson/Tyler Spencer
    作曲 : Keith Thompson/Tyler Spencer
    Here comes cokey
    Joe looking to make it snow
    I wish I didn't know what
    I knowAnd that's why you were hired, hired.
    Don't do your job and you'll be fired, fired.
    You can't get tired after hours, hours.
    They building high in silver towers, towers
    They congregate here afters hours, hours
    They tellin' lies, that's how rumors get started and destinies die
    Tick-tock ***-o-clock where did the time go
    You can't go blind blowing your load
    And that's why
    God's a liar, liar
    You're underage you need a buyer, buyer
    We'll take you higher after hours, hours
    They're getting nice on whiskey sours, sours
    They're telling secrets after hours, hours
    Destroying time, that's how organs shut down and brain cells die.
    Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh
    Here comes
    Spanish Mack and the moon crashed up he's gonna need a transfusion of blood
    And all the ladies are like yes, yes
    Another system under stress, stress
    Forget about it lose that dress, dress
    Aw give me a hug
    This is how the young girls dress in my club
    After hours, hours
    Eternal life and
    Satan's powers, powers
    You live forever after hours hours
    Now you know why, the sun ain't the real reason
    Vampir's die