Red in the face

I cannot live without you. (x2) And Struga* girls, white and red in the face (x2) Girl, mount on my horse and come with me,

It flickers with the spring breeze Having drunk a little white liquor The Left Guard is red in the face

I have fell in love with them. On your curly hair, On you not turned red in the face On your soaked rules

[JEFFERSON] But who’s waitin’ for me when I step in the place? My friend James Madison, red in the face

(Then you happened) Now I’m red in the face, and shy all of a sudden You move, I move, it's something, you fit perfectly

When all your energies come back You're going red in the face And you don't know what to do with your hands

Raised you with discipline and taught you life's truths Lashed out at you for things you'd misplace Reprimanding you in public 'til you're red in the face Made you feel the weight of every single mistake that you made

[Hook - Anderson .Paak:] I can't keep on losing you Over complications Gone too soon

I'll pretend to be dumb, so go ahead and fall for my trap 'Cause a smart snake keeps their venom hidden 'til the time is right If you think I'm cute, blushing all red in the face, that means my plan's working

Wild thing My one and only gangsta I take out my report card and I’m red in the face I peep at my dad’s face and I’m more scared

But none of them are a match for you Back then when I'd drink Kahlua milk I'd get so red in the face And even though now I'll drink bourbon highballs with my friends

Of course, this won't embarrass them. Why should they get red in the face? They gossip, they hoot,

Refrain: In moon nights you were holding my hand, We were red in the face, nobody could find us. In clear nights I don't feel good,

I turn my chin music up And I'm puffing my chest I'm turning red in the face, you Can call me obsessed

If mommy is a pain, It's cos she's afraid of being a granny! If daddy is cheating on mommy, It's cos she's getting old, hey! Why are you all red in the face? Come back here kid! And what's up with you all?

In my left breast, like a continuous throbbing Always knock-knock and I can't repress it Always red in the face and got sweaty hands I should eat what? No, not hungry!

i’d like to change, and i wanna cry ‘til i’m all red in the face

Close as a kiss on the lip To the southern tip Until you’re red in the face Now you've got nothing to say

Little pills with a playful touch In my mouth, and I take it rough Primary colours, I wanted to yellow, but blue out my lungs 'till I'm red in the face Health coming second, I'm chugging that orange 'till I'm feeling green, and I'm letting it spray

Such happiness - to be unhappy Along the street back home to plod Red in the face all lost and scrappy