Let Me In Lyrics

Black suspenders and high-heeled walk
A painted mouth that says it wants to talk
The offer's made and it's hard to miss
But bear in mind that you're running a risk with thoseLow flying birds
I wouldn't shoot at 'em
Low fling birds
They're far too dangerousA tight sweater that tell it all
Just like a trophy hanging on the wall
The scented hair that leaves a trail behind
Something to follow if you don't mind thoseLow flying birds
I wouldn't shoot at 'em
Low fling birds
They're far too dangerousLow flying birds
What would you do with them
Low flying birds
You'd only ruin themThe tightest denim that Levi's make
Slowly peeling to reveal the shape
The blackest hair that's just been done

With make-up looking like a sticky bun, and they'reLow flying birds...
In black suspenders
Low flying birds
In tight sweaters...
Songwriters
NATALIE STEWART, DARREN T. HENSON, KEITH ISAIAH PELZER, MARSHA AMBROSIUSPublished by
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