Letras:
George Michael Other

cut, There's money in your feet, Gimme what you got. Watch out boy, (watch out boy) Suffle to the beat, Gonna take a cut, There's money in your feet, Gonna stitch you up. Any other

world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime But say a prayer Pray for the other ones At Christmastime

I would lock you up But I could not bear to hear you Screaming to be set free I would chain you up If I'd thought you'd swear The only one that

When I ask those questions, baby It's just to get them out of my head Cause they turn around inside it Then they spill off to our bed Do I really

First you take of your hat then you take of those brand new shoes say 'Hey George, what've you got to lose?' with my hand on yur thigh I just look

re someone else's lady So sad without you darlin' The gods of love can't help me now Heaven help heaven help Heaven, heaven heaven help me More from artist : George Michael

told you that) I beg to please you (If I told you that) I'll always keep you What would you say (if I told you that) If we take this chance and extend To each other

gonna do it do it right right? Do it with me. . . . First class information I'll be your sexual inspiration And with some stimulation we can do it right. So why waste time with other

Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But the very next day, You gave it away This year, to save me from tears I'll give it to someone special Last Christmas