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Lady Gaga

Genres: Electronic

Stuck On Fuckin' You Lyrics - Lady Gaga

Got no plans, got no clothes 

Got no piano, we got no shows 

No, I've got nothing to do 

But to be stuck on you 

 

Got no flights, out of here 

Got no TV shows until next year 

No I got nothing to do 

But to be stuck on you 

 

Baby, you're my liquor 

I'm addicted to you 

So I'll just be stuck on 

Stuck on fuckin' you 

Stuck on fuckin' you 

 

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I don't ever want just another boy or a girl 

Baby you and I, 

Baby you and I could change the world 

I don't ever want just another boy or a girl to love 

I'm stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck on you 

 

Got all night, no cameras 

We got no champagne but we got drugs 

No, I've got nothing to do 

But to be stuck on you 

 

Purple sheets, symbol clock 

Gonna spend my time rocking on top 

Yeah, I've got nothing to do 

But to be stuck on you 

 

Baby you're my Johnny Walker, baby it's true 

So I'll just be stuck on, stuck on fuckin' you 

Stuck on fuckin' you 

 

I don't ever want just another boy or a girl 

Cause baby you and I, 

Baby you and I could change the world 

I don't ever want just another boy or a girl to love 

I'm stuck, stuck, stuck on you, On you 

 

Got no plans, got no flights 

Out of here, no TV shows 

But we got mice in the kitchen 

So we don't care cause we're in love 

 

Get in the shower, I'll meet you there 

I bought you some hippie shit from the Deli down the stairs, oh yeah 

Loving on my man's space, so good 

 

Don't forget me baby 

Don't forget me when I leave and go on tour 

Cause I know your life will be a snore 

You'll be on stuck fuckin' this hooker whore 

This hooker, wh-ooh-re 

 

Got no nothing, you're in the next room 

You fell asleep on my tour bus 

While me and Fernando and Paul and Justin and Dave are making music 

But I miss you 

 

The fridge is broke and we're drinking warm champagne 

But we don't care 'cause we're in Minnesota 

And we're sold out show again 

And it's a sold out show again 

 

OK, just stop it, I could go on forever... 

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