Rip Your Shirt - Ida Laurberg

Takes one to know A lost, confused and careless one Takes time to lose the other When our freedom's won Well, I held out a ribbon And you cut off my arms and tongue So impatient and head over heels Skipping heartbeats and skipping meals Still, nobody knows How you let me put my hands up Under your shirt when they get cold How you let me in And let your guard down When there's no one else around Admit that I'm scared I'll open my palms and grab hold of the air Been part of so many illusions It's hard to dare But I held out a ribbon And you declared me open So impatient and head over heels Skipping heartbeats and skipping meals Still, nobody knows How you let me put my hands up Under your shirt when they get cold How you let me in And let your guard down When there's no one else around How you let me put my hands up Under your shirt when they get cold How you let me in And let your guard down When there's no one else around How old patterns are torn New links have been formed How you let me put my hands up (hands up) (Under your shirt) when they get cold How you let me in And let your guard down When there's no one else around How you let me put my hands up Under your shirt when they get cold How you let me in And let your guard down When there's no one else around How you let me put my hands in Under your jeans when they get cold How you hold me ever so close Nobody's seen Nobody knows how you let me in Nobody's seen Nobody knows how you let me in

I signed I signed on the dotted line And I lost my shirt I signed on the dotted line He stole my shirt I fell in love In love I fell She stole my shirt I fell, I fell, I fell in love, I fell I got, I got ripped off I lost my shirt Walk on Don't try hard to be a flirt Get your shirt Get your hands out of the dirt Get your shirt Walk on Get your shirt, get your shirt Walk on and wait For the music of the spheres To move the stars Into the right position To reclaim my fortune I want my shirt back No, not a hair shirt A funfair shirt Don't try hard to be a flirt Get your shirt, get your shirt Get your hands out of the dirt Get your shirt, get your shirt Don't try hard to be a flirt Get your shirt, get your shirt 'Cause nobody loves a jerk Get your shirt, get your shirt It's getting harder to be free It's getting so much harder to be me It's getting so much harder to be It's getting so much harder to be free Get your ass out of the dirt Get your shirt baby, get your shirt Wake up, don't be a flirt, come on Get your shirt, get your shirt Don't try hard to be a flirt Get your shirt, get your shirt Get your hands out of the dirt Get your shirt, get your shirt Be a president or clerk Get your shirt, get your shirt 'Cause nobody loves a jerk Get your shirt, get your shirt It's getting harder to feel free It's getting so much harder just to be Get your shirt Get your hands out of the dirt Get your shirt, Be a president or clerk Get your shirt, get your shirt 'Cause nobody loves a jerk It's getting harder to feel free It's getting so much harder to be me

This time it don't Feel like you want it all Did I do something wrong to make you go? Said, I would know When it's all good to fall Now, I just need you here to hold me close, ohh 'Cause I don't want another heart to fill the holes That you left under my covers for me to grow cold I don't wanna miss somebody who's not missing me But the city feels so lonely when you leave, yeah My room, where I want you, tangled ease in my sheets In your shirt that I got you half asleep, holding onto me My bed, where you left me, tangled up, now it's noon In your shirt that you gave me, half asleep, wishing I still had you Half asleep, wishing I still had you This time you said You're playing games again What are we becoming of it now? It's fine, I said If you're the one in my head 'Cause I just don't know how to put you out 'Cause I don't want another heart to fill the holes That you left under my covers for me to grow cold I don't wanna miss somebody who's not missing me But the city feels so lonely when you leave My room, where I want you, tangled ease in my sheets In your shirt that I got you, half asleep, holding onto me My bed, where you left me, tangled up, now it's noon In your shirt that you gave me, half asleep, wishing I still had you Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh I'm half asleep, wishing I still had you

Stand me up Shave my head Put me on my feet Push me out Of the door I'll race you to the top of the street Set me up Knock me off Give a little grief Shut my eyes Push me in Try your best to keep me underneath You take the petrol we've got no time to talk Lets burn this house down and go out for a walk I can't see your face for the glare I know that you're somewhere in there I can't see your face for the glare I know that you're somewhere in there When you're wearing your white shirt You don't need to make a sound Cos I can see What's in your pockets I can see what you been carrying around You take the petrol we've got no time to talk Lets burn this house down and go out for a walk I can't see your face for the glare I know that you're somewhere in there (Repeat)

T is the shit! (T is) Brush 'em off, brush 'em off (Hey) Brush 'em off, brush 'em off (Hey) Brush 'em off, brush 'em off (Hey) Twist it in the air like a motherfuckin' helicopter (Yeah) Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls Children of all ages, hey This is Nappy Boy, man, this is what we do, hey Introducin' Teddy Pain, Teddy Penderazdoun Let it be known when I roll around town If your girl lost, then she about to be found WhWhen I rock and roll, make that boy fall out Teddy bears on my feet all 'round I'm back again, what you gonna do now? Get out of this party girl and come back to my house I'm about to show you how we do it down South Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Twist it in the air like a motherfuckin' helicopter (Hey) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Brush 'em off, brush 'em off, do the dance man (Hey) Twist it in the air like a motherfuckin' helicopter (Hey) I know you don't care when your titties everywhere, home girl Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) And if you don't care put your hands in the air, home girl Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Hey, twist it in the air like a helicopter What it is, what is gonna be? I see you in the crowd and you're looking at me But you ain't doing nothing like you getting it for free I don't wanna see no nut in that pretty white T Take it all for me, baby girl, what you gonna do? Your looking like, "Who this motherfucker talkin' to?" I wanna see that Baby Phat wrapped around your head Now answer this, is auto tune really dead? Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Twist it in the air like a motherfuckin' helicopter (Hey) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Brush 'em off, brush 'em off, do the dance man (Hey) Twist it in the air like a motherfucking helicopter (Hey) I know you don't care when your titties everywhere, home girl Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) And if you don't care put your hands in the air, home girl Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Hey, twist it in the air like a helicopter Hey girl, what it is? Should I take back to my crib? And take your motherfuckin' shirt off, shirt off? Take your motherfuckin' shirt off, shirt off? Baby girl, what's going on? I know this is your favorite song So take your motherfuckin' shirt off, shirt off Take your motherfuckin' shirt, shirt, shirt, shirt, shirt Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Twist it in the air like a motherfucking helicopter (Hey) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Take your shirt off Brush 'em off, brush 'em off, do the dance (Hey) Twist it in the air like a motherfuckin' helicopter (hey) I know you don't care when your titties everywhere, home girl Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) And if you don't care put your hands in the air, home girl Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Take your motherfuckin' shirt off (Hey) Hey, twist it in the air like a helicopter Teddy-Teddy, Pain-Pain Teddy-Teddy, Pain-Pain Teddy-Teddy, Pain Teddy-Teddy, Pain-Pain Teddy, Pain Teddy Pain, Pain-Pain Teddy-Teddy, Teddy Pain Pain-Teddy, Teddy Pain