Gut Feeling Songtext
von Per Gessle
Gut Feeling Songtext
It sounded pretty good
When I hit the floor
I finally understood
What I′d been dyin' for
All I ever wanted
Was a full-time nurse
Today I found a way
To slice my universe
Into pieces
Somebody call the police as
I′m countin' UFO's oh oh
I got a gut feeling about you
I tried to work it out without you
I got a gut feeling about you
A permanent blackout without you
I′m groovin′ to the planet
Got a hot gut feeling about you
I feared I had to spend
A slow Halloween
Now I bought a ticket
To a T. Rex dream
All I ever needed
Was to know a reverse
Today I found a way
To slice my universe
Into pieces
Somebody call the police as
This song's gettin′ fit
For a king oh well
I got a gut feeling about you
I tried to work it out without you
I got a gut feeling about you
A permanent blackout without you
I'm movin′ with the planet
Got a hot gut feeling about you
You lead me to this perfumed rose
A blindin' beacon when it shows
The moon is fooled I suppose
I′d freeze the sun to kiss your toes
Stop the recess
Somebody call the police as
I'm countin' UFO′s oh oh
When I hit the floor
I finally understood
What I′d been dyin' for
All I ever wanted
Was a full-time nurse
Today I found a way
To slice my universe
Into pieces
Somebody call the police as
I′m countin' UFO's oh oh
I got a gut feeling about you
I tried to work it out without you
I got a gut feeling about you
A permanent blackout without you
I′m groovin′ to the planet
Got a hot gut feeling about you
I feared I had to spend
A slow Halloween
Now I bought a ticket
To a T. Rex dream
All I ever needed
Was to know a reverse
Today I found a way
To slice my universe
Into pieces
Somebody call the police as
This song's gettin′ fit
For a king oh well
I got a gut feeling about you
I tried to work it out without you
I got a gut feeling about you
A permanent blackout without you
I'm movin′ with the planet
Got a hot gut feeling about you
You lead me to this perfumed rose
A blindin' beacon when it shows
The moon is fooled I suppose
I′d freeze the sun to kiss your toes
Stop the recess
Somebody call the police as
I'm countin' UFO′s oh oh
Writer(s): Per Hakan Gessle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com