Green Day

Green Day - Baby Eyes lyrics

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Year of the rat, last of the litter
Somebody shot the babysitter
They say my middle name is danger
The kind you keep away from strangers

I say whoa
I'm out of control
Well, baby, when I see your pretty face
I say whoa
God rest your fucking soul
'Cause baby, baby, I was born to kill

I pulled the trigger for the shooting stars
I am the motor in your crashing car
I am the cherub and the Arab spring
I am the bullet in your magazine

I say whoa
I'm out of control
Well, baby, when I see your pretty face
I say whoa
God rest your fucking soul
'Cause baby baby eyes
Well, baby baby eyes
Well, baby, baby, I was born to kill
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Author: Billie Joe Armstrong

Composer: Green Day

Publisher: Reprise Records, WEA International Inc.

Details:

Released in: 2012

Language: English

Appearing on: ¡Dos! (2012) , Demolicious (2014)

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