Noel Lyrics
| Song | Noel |
| Artist | Jim Brickman |
| Album | The Hymns & Carols Of Christmas |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| All Time Low - Noel | |
| by鮑魚 | |
| Think about it 'till anticipation makes you shake and we both lose control. | |
| Put the pedal to the floor, lay the seat back, lock the doors, | |
| we're gonna make this worth our while. | |
| It's getting harder to breathe... | |
| "Jealous hearts will leave us all in ruins," | |
| that's what we'll say (that's what we'll say) | |
| as we hide out from our friends | |
| hear the message once again, | |
| "Lets get this right." (Lets get this right) | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| Take it off, take it all off | |
| maybe we can get down and burn up in the heat... | |
| Times like these feel so dangerous, | |
| When you know you're gonna find out, | |
| how right it feels, (how right it feels) | |
| to ignore the ones you love the most, | |
| This can't be right. (This can't be right) | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| As we kiss to the sound of your stereo | |
| don't say a word... I won't say a word... | |
| Don't treat this like a secret, | |
| just keep it quiet while we know that we could tear best friends apart | |
| with all the lies we've told... | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| Take it off, take it all off, maybe, | |
| and I'm lost for words when thoughts don't compare - write it down... |
| All Time Low Noel | |
| by bao yu | |
| Think about it ' till anticipation makes you shake and we both lose control. | |
| Put the pedal to the floor, lay the seat back, lock the doors, | |
| we' re gonna make this worth our while. | |
| It' s getting harder to breathe... | |
| " Jealous hearts will leave us all in ruins," | |
| that' s what we' ll say that' s what we' ll say | |
| as we hide out from our friends | |
| hear the message once again, | |
| " Lets get this right." Lets get this right | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| Take it off, take it all off | |
| maybe we can get down and burn up in the heat... | |
| Times like these feel so dangerous, | |
| When you know you' re gonna find out, | |
| how right it feels, how right it feels | |
| to ignore the ones you love the most, | |
| This can' t be right. This can' t be right | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| As we kiss to the sound of your stereo | |
| don' t say a word... I won' t say a word... | |
| Don' t treat this like a secret, | |
| just keep it quiet while we know that we could tear best friends apart | |
| with all the lies we' ve told... | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| Take it off, take it all off, maybe, | |
| and I' m lost for words when thoughts don' t compare write it down... |
| All Time Low Noel | |
| by bào yú | |
| Think about it ' till anticipation makes you shake and we both lose control. | |
| Put the pedal to the floor, lay the seat back, lock the doors, | |
| we' re gonna make this worth our while. | |
| It' s getting harder to breathe... | |
| " Jealous hearts will leave us all in ruins," | |
| that' s what we' ll say that' s what we' ll say | |
| as we hide out from our friends | |
| hear the message once again, | |
| " Lets get this right." Lets get this right | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| Take it off, take it all off | |
| maybe we can get down and burn up in the heat... | |
| Times like these feel so dangerous, | |
| When you know you' re gonna find out, | |
| how right it feels, how right it feels | |
| to ignore the ones you love the most, | |
| This can' t be right. This can' t be right | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| As we kiss to the sound of your stereo | |
| don' t say a word... I won' t say a word... | |
| Don' t treat this like a secret, | |
| just keep it quiet while we know that we could tear best friends apart | |
| with all the lies we' ve told... | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| Take it off, take it all off, maybe, | |
| and I' m lost for words when thoughts don' t compare write it down... |
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