Grab my hand
In high demand
Anything for you
In the blush of a cheek you'll have him weak
You know that thing that you often do
Brush your hair and then brush me too
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
You know that thing that you often do
Brush your hair and then brush me too
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
You know that thing that you often do
Brush your hair and then brush me too
It spoke to me, It spoke to me yeah
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
Grab my hand
In high demand
Anything for you
In the blush of a cheek you'll have him weak
Tell me pretty things at night
Even though we know they might not mean a thing at all
Nixio - Heaven Lyrics
Nixio - Heaven Lyrics
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Grab my hand
In high demand
Anything for you
In the blush of a cheek you'll have him weak
You know that thing that you often do
Brush your hair and then brush me too
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
You know that thing that you often do
Brush your hair and then brush me too
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
You know that thing that you often do
Brush your hair and then brush me too
It spoke to me, It spoke to me yeah
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
Grab my hand
In high demand
Anything for you
In the blush of a cheek you'll have him weak
Tell me pretty things at night
Even though we know they might not mean a thing at all
In high demand
Anything for you
In the blush of a cheek you'll have him weak
You know that thing that you often do
Brush your hair and then brush me too
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
You know that thing that you often do
Brush your hair and then brush me too
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
You know that thing that you often do
Brush your hair and then brush me too
It spoke to me, It spoke to me yeah
It spoke to me, It spoke to me
Grab my hand
In high demand
Anything for you
In the blush of a cheek you'll have him weak
Tell me pretty things at night
Even though we know they might not mean a thing at all
Writer: Nicole Gabino
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