Everything was ready but he had to run away
Shot for the money on the very same day
Le garage, le garage-rage
Le garage, le garage-rage
Everything was ready but he had to run away
Shot for the money on the very same day
Le garage, le garage-rage
Le garage, le garage-rage
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
You, you are the thing
With you tight skin, making me jealous when you're asleep
And I agree, I never think now when im with you
And I wont say a word of its true if it's not true
Le garage, le garage-rage
And things pushed in my face
With locked arms, making me nuder to everything
You you give me sound, smashing my styles
I always think now when im with you
And I wont say a word of its true if it's not true
Le garage, le garage-rage
And I wont say a word of its true if it's not true
Le garage, le garage-rage
Writer(s): David Hyde, David Craig, Barry Hyde, Ross Millard
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