Fanatic Lyrics & Tabs by Marc Terenzi
Fanatic
guitar chords lyrics
Fanatic
Marc Terenzi
One, two, three, four
I came to town beeing mister nice guy
The dream of every mother in law
I went to work every day nine to five
Then suddenly was you that I saw
Your smile, baby your style, crazy tonight
Maybe the stars forget to shine
Chorus:
Cause when we do what we do nobody doesn’t like you
We let emotions take control get extatic
And this is not like the things your mamma told you to do
Here's what we do, we're getting fanatic.
We close the door lock it up
And this is not like the things your mamma told you to do
Here's what we do, we're getting fanatic.
We close the door lock it up
And let the curtains fall down
Put out the phone then we go for a hattrick
And this is not quite the things you tell your neighbours about
Here's what we do we’re getting fanatic (we’re getting fanatic)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hooooooooo
So I fell down out the society
I slag her and I bag her for love oh yeah
I walked the streets every day nine to five
Then suddenly was you that I saw
Your smile, baby your style, crazy again
Maybe outdoor not for a time
Chorus
Cause when we do what we do nobody doesn’t like you
We let emotions get control get extatic
And this is not like the things your mamma told you do do
Here's, what we do we’re getting fanatic
CIA and FBI don’t you know they wonder why
Is there something going on
Stronger than the power’s stong
Neighbours calling the police
Officer come help me please
This is so mysterious
Boy and girl is curios
Living?
Tell them please it’s dangerous!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Spoken: Are you still understand about these kids these days?
Well I’m just the way they are.
Yeah but I didn’t need that when I was grown up.
Chours:
Cause when we do what we do nobody doesn’t like you
We let emotions get control get extatic
And this is not like the things your mamma told you do do
Here's, what we do we’re getting fanatic
We close the door lock it up
And let the curtains fall down
Put out the phone then we go for a hattrick
And that is not quite the things you tell your neighbours about
Yes, what we do we’re getting fanatic (yeah we’re getting fanatic)
But my heart is always a heat between the sheets baby.
