♪ City life ♪ - ♥ Dirty Lights ♥

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Velvet lips on the rooftop bar
Whiskey burnin’ like a falling star
Shibuya glow, heels click slow
You whisper “dare me”—I already know

(mmm… ohhh…)

(yeah… yeah… just like that…)

Cherry smoke, hands down low
Late-night ramen, but you want more
Taxi lights like candle flames
You moan my name like a dirty game

(ahhh—f**k… yes… harder…)

(hahhh—uhhh—ah—mmm…)

[Pre-Chorus]
Silk sheets in a love hotel
Tongue in your ear, got secrets to tell
Fluent in sin, fluent in touch
Tokyo nights never ask for much

(ooohh… nghh… deeper…)

(uhh—uhhh—don’t stop…)

[Chorus]
We get spicy, neon-lit and dicey
Kissin’ like a crime scene—oh so pricey
Say it in kanji, write it on my skin
Talk dirty in Tokyo, let the night begin

(ahh! ahh! ahhh! YES…)
Oh baby, you're my neon sin
My Tokyo fever, do it all again

(uhh—uhh—yeah—ahhhhhh—)

[Verse 2]
Nails on my back, scratch that itch
You ride me slow like a midnight glitch

(uhhh—ride it, baby…)


In Harajuku lace, you're a damn disgrace
Goddamn girl, that look on your face

Say “kimochi” with a wicked grin
Pull me deeper like original sin
Your thigh-highs got me hypnotized
Making love under vending machine lights

(aahhh—ahhh—nghh—right there—YES!)

(f**k me… mmm—yeahhh—)

[Pre-Chorus]
Wet like rain on Ginza glass
You say “go slow,” but I’m built to crash
No safe word, no regret
Every bite just makes me sweat

(ohhh—harder—don’t stop—)

[Chorus]
We get spicy, neon-lit and dicey
Kissin’ like a crime scene—oh so pricey
Say it in kanji, write it on my skin
Talk dirty in Tokyo, let the night begin

(faster… faster… AHH—YES—YES—)
Oh baby, you're my neon sin
My Tokyo fever, do it all again


[Bridge]
Strip me with your eyes
Undress the sky
In Tokyo’s fire
We don’t just kiss—we conspire

(yes daddy… more… right there… nghhh~)
(oh my god… yes… YES…)

[Outro]
Morning comes, but we don’t stop
You’re still on top, makin’ that body talk
Spicy like wasabi on your tongue
One more round ‘til the rising sun

My Tokyo sin…
Let the fever run

(AHHH—AHH—AHHHHH—yes—YESSS—f**k—)