Biografia:
Lauren Pritchard (nascida em 27 dezembro de 1987), mais conhecida pelo nome artistico Lolo, é uma atriz cantora e compositora norte americana.
Nascida e criada em Jackson, Tennessee, começou a compor aos 14 anos de idade, mudou-se para Los Angeles aos 16 anos, onde morou com Lisa Marie Presley e tentou ser a cantora prncipal de uma banda de reggae, mas conseguiu ser uma atriz de musical, interpretando "Ilse" no musical Broadway "Spring Awakening" por dois anos.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
Em
They never saw us coming
B
'Til they hit the floor
Em
They just kept beggin for
B
More, more
[Post-Chorus]
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Verse 1]
Em Am
I was brought up as a southern belle
B
I grew into the queen of hell
Em Am
You were just a little stowaway
B
That stabbed her way to save herself
Em Am
You always liked the taste of blood
B
And I get off when I point the gun
Em Am B
It's so good to have someone to be so bad with
[Chorus]
Em Am
First one up was a preacher's son
B Em
Last one down was an englishman
Em Am
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Post-Chorus]
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Verse 2]
Em Am
Sunday in notting hill
B
He was sneaking a cigarette
Em Am
His God protects him but
B
I know we'll get him dead
Em Am
Ran my fingers through his hair
B
So he thinks it's fun and games
Em Am
He don't know our faces but
B
He'll never forget our names
[Chorus]
Em Am
First one up was a preacher's son
B Em
Last one down was an englishman
Em Am
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Post-Chorus]
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Verse 3]
Em Am
I was waiting in the getaway car
B Em
You were stuck in the hotel bar
Em Am
He was a proper englishman
B
He had one last pint before the cops broke in
Em Am
You poured the gasoline and
B
I drove into the flames
Em Am
History will hate us
B
But they'll never forget our names
[Bridge]
Em
They never saw us coming
B
'Til they hit the floor
Em
They just kept beggin for
B
More, more
Em
They never saw us coming
B
'Til they hit the floor
Em
They just kept beggin for
B
More, more
[Chorus]
Em Am
First one up was a preacher's son
B Em
Last one down was an englishman
Em Am
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Post-Chorus]
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
Em
They never saw us coming
B
'Til they hit the floor
Em
They just kept beggin for
B
More, more
[Post-Chorus]
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Verse 1]
Em Am
I was brought up as a southern belle
B
I grew into the queen of hell
Em Am
You were just a little stowaway
B
That stabbed her way to save herself
Em Am
You always liked the taste of blood
B
And I get off when I point the gun
Em Am B
It's so good to have someone to be so bad with
[Chorus]
Em Am
First one up was a preacher's son
B Em
Last one down was an englishman
Em Am
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Post-Chorus]
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Verse 2]
Em Am
Sunday in notting hill
B
He was sneaking a cigarette
Em Am
His God protects him but
B
I know we'll get him dead
Em Am
Ran my fingers through his hair
B
So he thinks it's fun and games
Em Am
He don't know our faces but
B
He'll never forget our names
[Chorus]
Em Am
First one up was a preacher's son
B Em
Last one down was an englishman
Em Am
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Post-Chorus]
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Verse 3]
Em Am
I was waiting in the getaway car
B Em
You were stuck in the hotel bar
Em Am
He was a proper englishman
B
He had one last pint before the cops broke in
Em Am
You poured the gasoline and
B
I drove into the flames
Em Am
History will hate us
B
But they'll never forget our names
[Bridge]
Em
They never saw us coming
B
'Til they hit the floor
Em
They just kept beggin for
B
More, more
Em
They never saw us coming
B
'Til they hit the floor
Em
They just kept beggin for
B
More, more
[Chorus]
Em Am
First one up was a preacher's son
B Em
Last one down was an englishman
Em Am
I'm in bed with his bow tie on
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
[Post-Chorus]
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
Em Am
Na na na na na na na
B Em
All dressed up for a hit and run
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