Fans Lyrics

Songwriters: Followill, Matthew; Followill, Caleb; Followill, Jared; Followill, Nathan;

Home grown
Rock to the rhythm and bop to the beat of the radio
Ya ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role
You can play with me

And all the bros
Try for the girls and try to fix you outta these tight clothes
She got a hat and all he has is his asshole
She been bothering me

And your hair do
And all the lipstick kisses and all you ask is for Ragoo
Make me feel like I'm the one who moves you
The only one you see

Now take me down
Don't you let those tears cruising touch the ground
Don't you be so scared that you can't make a sound
Make a sound on me

All of London sing
Whose Englands Queen, who makes sweet love to the tales I bring You know the rainy days they ain't so bad when you're the king
The king they want to see

Home grown
So rock to the rhythm and bop to the beat of the radio
You ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role
You can play with me

And your hair do
And all the lipstick kisses and all you ask is for Ragoo
Make me feel like I'm the one who moves you
The only one you see

All of London sing
Whose Englands Queen, who makes sweet love to the tales I bring
You know the rainy days they ain't so bad when you're the king
The king they want to see

� SONGS OF COMBUSTION MUSIC; MUSIC OF WINDSWEPT; MARTHA STREET MUSIC; FOLLOWILL MUSIC;

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