Cobra Verde
Cobra Verde
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Cobra Verde
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Your makeup smeared, you disappeared
I took your place
I stole your name, we look the same
I became you
The heavens cheered a superstar
Oh what a (?)
She's lookin' at me
Lookin' at, lookin' at you
I'm lookin' at you
Lookin' at me, lookin' at (?)
Do you think we're whores in the making?
Do you think we're whores for the taking?
Well, I don't mind
My perfect crime, you'll do the time
I'll get away
I forge your name, the Devil came
Took me away
The heavens cheered our shooting star
Oh hold me close (?)
Yeah, alright
She's lookin' at me
Lookin' at, lookin' at you
I'm lookin' at you
Lookin' at me, lookin' at (?)
(Chorus)
Do you think we're whores? (x4)
Well, I don't care
'Cause I got away
Whores was written by Cobra Verde.
Whores was produced by Cobra Verde & Don Depew.