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  • Main » R » Rachel Stevens » Sweet Dreams My La Ex (Bimbo Jones Club Mix)
    Rachel Stevens - Sweet Dreams My La Ex (Bimbo Jones Club Mix) lyrics (Rating: 0.00)
    Posted: 29.07.2004
    Views: 134
    Hey, hang your red gloves up
    'Cause there's nothing left to prove now
    Hey, hang your red gloves up
    Baby, no-one cares but you
    What planet are you from
    Accuse me of things that I never done
    Listen to you carrying on
    Cheating another love song
    
    If I were in your shoes
    I'd whisper before I shout
    Can't you stop playing that record again
    Find somebody else to talk about
    If I were in your shoes
    I'd worry of the effects
    You've had your say but now its my turn
    Sweet dreams my L.A. Ex
    
    We've had it on full steam
    'Til the light comes back to you now
    Hey, is it all it seems
    Is it all you dreamed and more
    What planet are you from
    Accuse me of things that I never done
    Listen to you carrying on
    Cheating another love song
    
    If I were in your shoes
    I'd whisper before I shout
    Can't you stop playing that record again
    Find somebody else to talk about
    If I were in your shoes
    I'd worry of the effects
    You've had your say but now its my turn
    Sweet dreams my L.A. Ex
    
    Does it make you feel the man
    Pointing the finger because you can
    I spare it loud and clear
    Baby, that tongues not welcome around here
    
    You turned the city round (L.A. Ex)
    Do you think I give a damn (L.A. Ex)
    Do you think that I'm the fairer (S-E-X)
    Sweet dreams my L.A. Ex
    
    If I were in your shoes
    I'd whisper before I shout
    Can't you stop playing that record again
    Find somebody else to talk about
    If I were in your shoes
    I'd worry of the effects
    You've had your say but now its my turn
    Sweet dreams my L.A. Ex