Chris Lee

Lyrics from LOVE GHOST

Buy album: iTunes – Platekompaniet

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Drunk Dialer

I am sick of myself, tired of being me

The same mistakes, seem to be on repeat

Can´t stand looking at you, knowing that I should come clean

Look you in the eyes and tell you that I can´t stand the thought of you and someone else

I´m a coward, wanna stop sleeping around

Want you to save me, offer me an easy way out

You made rules for us to follow so we wouldn´t get attached

I said it was cool but now I wanna take everything back

Without you in my life baby, without knowing you´re mine… (drunk dialer)

Eight digits too close

The drunk dialer, who drinks to drunk dial ya

Slurring out “I need you”, you say you don´t want to know

Drunk dialer, I´m the drunk dialer

Somebody said to follow your heart, so I´ve become a stalker

It´s probably gonna end up with a restraining order

You say that there´s nothing to us and that I´m not in my right mind

And that the flowers that I gave you have been dead for a long time

Still without you in my life, baby without knowing you´re mine…

Eight digits too close

The drunk dialer, who drinks to drunk dial ya

Slurring out “I need you”, you say you don´t want to know

Drunk dialer, I´m the drunk dialer

I´m dreaming of the day you wake up and renotice me

and we´ll work things out however you want it to be

I´m thinking crazy out loud

At the top of my lungs

I´m sorry to wake you

But I´m in love again at 3 am

But you should start to turn off your phone

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Isn´t it Enough?

Isn’t it enough to love you?

(If you love me you should let me know)

But isn’t it enough to just…

(Sing it on the radio)

I can´t cross the ocean for you or bring you the moon

Can´t always be the sun in your sky, can´t see why I should be

May be just a fool who thinks you´re beautiful

Will say I love you only if it´s suitable

I hear a love song and I turn up the radio

Hear him growling I´ll run to hell and back if it´s for love

I can´t compete, no, I´m not Meat Loaf

Will never write you a cheesy love song

I won´t say it all the time

Isn´t it enough to love you?

(You should say it all the time)

Isn´t it enough to love you?

(If you love me you should let me know)

Isn’t it enough?

(No, you should sing it on the radio)

Everything I do ain´t for you, this ain´t Robin Hood

And Luther Vandross makes me nauseous despite that the song is good

I never said I´m perfect, might forget the flowers

Snore like a jet plane and I might piss in your shower

But I long to be close to you

Why don´t we get drunk and screw?

Have a buffet for two?

I would do about anything, but I ain´t Meat Loaf

Will never write you a cheesy love song

I won´t say it all the time

(Say it, say it all the time)

Isn´t it enough to love you?

(You should say it all the time)

Isn´t it enough to love you?

(If you love me you should let me know)

Isn’t it enough?

(No, you should sing it on the radio)

You keep on begging me for three words

But isn´t it enough to just…

Begging me for three words

But I will never write you a cheesy love song

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Think I´m Lyin´?

I hit a late night spot, it’s on lock

I don’t need to feel a bitch if she ain’t hot

Every night I’m on some player shit

I got a real hoe and a square bitch

I try to tell her I’m only a rapper

won’t call her a bitch or slap her

You think I’m lying? I Probably am

Too Short baby I got ‘em again

Girl you dance nasty

are you a stripper?

She’ll do anything, but you ain’t got to tip her

She makes you feel so special

You bought a big ring and carried her across the treshold

Bank wires and western unions

when she gone what you think that “Hef” will be doin´?

Her and her friend is what I’m definitely doing

and don’t ask why they let me run through em

You think that I’m lying?

probably am

does that make me less of a man

Guess not…Judge by the thing in my pants

guess not…judge by the way that you dance

Think that I’m drunk?

Probably am

Does that make me less of a man

Guess so.. judge by the way that I dance

But guess what?

I hit the spot, I’m Kim Jung ill

rock hot – style distilled

They shocked how I’m killing it

Flossing like shit

on lock like a veteran

hardening the grip

Pardon me mama I’m harder than a drill

you looking at me like you’re starving for a meal

About ready to go

Shorty dance upon me like Lee is a pole

You must be some kind of pro

Shake that, shake that

But I don’t get that body language though

´scuse me Marie..Let me look it up in my dick-tionary

Oh ´scuse me this is Rick and Gary

Now it’s time to take you home and strip you Marie..

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Talk to the hand

I was sitting at the coffe coffe shop waiting for ya

Don’t usualy date date but thought I’d do it for ya

Said you’re running late me at the corner

Way you stood me up I should talk to my lawyer

A month later later – you see a player player

A month later try to holla at a player player

Now you’re beggin beggin me me

beggin me to call ya

That was only cous you found out I was a baller

Talk to the hand, bitch talk to the hand

I was waiting for a long long long time for ya

you never showed up

but I never gave up

Waiting there for ya

So here is a song song song I wrote for ya

Trying to hollar at me trying to win me back

what do you take me for a low life?

Here is my hand talk to it,

have you seen my hand then talk to it

Bitch talk to the hand hey talk to it

Put my hand in front of ya..what do you do?

You talk to it

My schedule is insane and ya

decided fuck it

So watch my hand is talking back to ya like a muppet

No time for games now this ain’t Disney Land so

I wax on and off – yeah on and off

Act like you know it – and if you second guess

Check your Facebook for seven new hand requests

Now you’re like a dog running up to lick my face

but this Grizzly size glove must block your way..

Talk to the hand, bitch talk to the hand..

Wax on wax off

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Angels

Baby I’m not crazy I’m as special as they come

I go hard and I don’t think twice

May be need some guidance cous every time I fall in love

it turns out she’s out of her mind

Lady you don’t seem to crazy

you don’t seize to amaze me

we are two of the same kind

People think that we are crazy, but I think people should be crazy

I don’t care if we’re not alike

We can dream ourselves away tonight, get free under the city lights

I don’t mind if they stare us down

We can dream ourselves away tonight, get lost under the city lights

Ain’t no need to change it around

Angels love to fly so who am I to keep ‘em on the ground

Baby I’m not special I’m as crazy as they come, but it doesn’t

seem like you really mind

May be you need some guidance if you really want me

we can sure give it a try

Then again I like how we simply been the most perfect waste

of each others time

it used to be so easy, now you’re reading me my rights baby is it really time to define?