Letra de Nothing Left To Lose - American Hi-Fi

Nothing left to lose
Except you and your baby blues
Microphone check this rhyme
Pancho villa was a friend of mine
I get fucked up holla back y�all
And I kick it like Jackie Chan
With my kung fu style
I�ll get rid of you in a while (yeah)
Hey hey hey
All the bitches in the back

C�mon c�mon get up get up (woah)
I know you know its never forever
C�mon c�mon get up get up (woah)
You wanna hear I�m sorry whatever
Now that you gone I�m moving on
You wrecked it all
There�s nothing left to lose
Except for you
Hell yeah

Get my teenage kicks
Pull in down boards like rodman
All the lipstick chicks sing
Na na na na na na
I get fucked up holla back y�all
And I rock it like Jackson Browne
Let me tell ya right now what
I like strippers better anyhow
Hey hey hey
All the bitches in the back

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C�mon c�mon get up get up (woah)
I know you know its never forever
C�mon c�mon get up get up (woah)
You wanna hear I�m sorry whatever
Now that you gone I�m moving on
You wrecked it all
There�s nothing left to lose
Except for you
There� nothing left to lose except for you

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C�mon c�mon get up get up (woah)
I know you know its never forever
C�mon c�mon get up get up (woah)
You wanna hear I�m sorry whatever
Now that you gone I�m moving on
You wrecked it all
There�s nothing left to lose
Except for you

Now that you gone I�m moving on
You wrecked it all
There�s nothing left to lose
Except for you

There�s nothing left to lose
Except for you [x2]