Tiger Woods Songtext
von Willie J Healey

She′s my super freak
Seven days a week
She's so perfect to me
I wouldn′t change a piece
We float like samurai
The crouching tiger type
We pray that tiger would
Just do what tiger should

Oh good lord oh god damn
Looks like we're in love again
I guess we've got to squeeze
I goes we′ve got to squeeze
Oh good lord oh god damn
Looks like we′re flat broke again
I guess we've got to squeeze
I guess we′ve got to squeeze


She said she liked my style
My trousers from milan
She paints her figment nails
Pretty like cadillacs
She said
I know you're dreaming of me
Cus when I′m gone all you do is cry
Boohoo hoo boohoo hoo
Hush now please dont cry
It's ok, you don′t have to worry

Oh good lord oh god damn
Looks like we're in love again
I guess we've got to squeeze
I goes we′ve got to squeeze
Oh good lord oh god damn
Looks like we′re flat broke again
I guess we've got to squeeze
I guess we′ve got to squeeze

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