For Her

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She's got a smile that makes your worst day
 Feel like it's your birthday
 She's got a laugh like confetti
 Would change her name if she'd let me
 She's got a way of changing the game
 The way that you play is never the same
 (She's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Ride around, windows down
 Yell with the radio (she's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Drop your plans, drop a grand
 Hell where the money goes
 She'll make you wanna fight for her
 She'll make you wanna die for her, yeah
 She'll make you wanna fall
 Make you want it all, make you wanna call
 She'll make you wanna die for her
 The way that she moves is like a soft glow
 Flicker of a candle
 She turns my cool into disaster
 Heart is pumping faster
 She's head to toe, body and soul
 So beautiful, she don't even know
 (She's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Ride around, windows down
 Yell with the radio (she's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Drop your plans, drop a grand
 Hell where the money goes
 She'll make you wanna fight for her
 She'll make you wanna die for her, yeah
 She'll make you wanna fall
 Make you want it all, make you wanna call
 She'll make you wanna die for her (yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 She'll make you wanna die for her (yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 For her, I would walk a straight line
 Wear out the soles in my shoes
 For her, I would run through the night just to kiss her one more time
 If she wanted me to
 (She's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Ride around, windows down
 Yell with the radio (she's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Drop your plans, drop a grand
 Hell where'd the money goes
 She'll make you wanna fight for her
 She'll make you wanna die for her, yeah
 She'll make you wanna fall
 Make you want it all, make you wanna call
 She'll make you wanna die for her (yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 She'll make you wanna die for her (yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 
 She's got a smile that makes your worst day
 Feel like it's your birthday
 She's got a laugh like confetti
 Would change her name if she'd let me
 She's got a way of changing the game
 The way that you play is never the same
 (She's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Ride around, windows down
 Yell with the radio (she's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Drop your plans, drop a grand
 Hell where the money goes
 She'll make you wanna fight for her
 She'll make you wanna die for her, yeah
 She'll make you wanna fall
 Make you want it all, make you wanna call
 She'll make you wanna die for her
 The way that she moves is like a soft glow
 Flicker of a candle
 She turns my cool into disaster
 Heart is pumping faster
 She's head to toe, body and soul
 So beautiful, she don't even know
 (She's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Ride around, windows down
 Yell with the radio (she's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Drop your plans, drop a grand
 Hell where the money goes
 She'll make you wanna fight for her
 She'll make you wanna die for her, yeah
 She'll make you wanna fall
 Make you want it all, make you wanna call
 She'll make you wanna die for her (yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 She'll make you wanna die for her (yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 For her, I would walk a straight line
 Wear out the soles in my shoes
 For her, I would run through the night just to kiss her one more time
 If she wanted me to
 (She's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Ride around, windows down
 Yell with the radio (she's the kind that makes you wanna)
 Drop your plans, drop a grand
 Hell where'd the money goes
 She'll make you wanna fight for her
 She'll make you wanna die for her, yeah
 She'll make you wanna fall
 Make you want it all, make you wanna call
 She'll make you wanna die for her (yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 She'll make you wanna die for her (yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:31
Key
6
Tempo
150 BPM

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