Larry Stylinson Songs

Drunk In Love || Beyoncé

Song Title: Drunk In Love

Artist: Beyoncé

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[ ] Emotional

[x] Sexual

[ ] Happy

[ ] Etc.

Reason:

As the 69th song I felt it had to be sexual. But the song title could be perceived as emotional because they used to get drunk together but now they get drunk because of each other...but since this is sexual no tears should be shed.

I WANT LOU BANANA DRUNK IN LOOOOOOOOOVE - Harry Styles

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Lyrics:

I've been drinking, I've been drinking

I get filthy when that liquor get into me

I've been thinking, I've been thinking

Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby?

I want you, na na

Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby?

I want you, na na

Cigars on ice, cigars on ice

Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill

Flashing lights, flashing lights

You got me faded, faded, faded

Baby, I want you, na na

Can't keep your eyes off my fatty

Daddy, I want you, na na

Drunk in love, I want you

We woke up in the kitchen saying,

"How the hell did this shit happen?"

Oh baby, drunk in love we be all night

Last thing I remember is our beautiful bodies grinding up in the club

Drunk in love

We be all night, love, love

We be all night, love, love

We be all night,

And everything alright

No complaints from my body, so fluorescent under these lights

Boy, I'm drinking,

Park it in my lot 7-11

I'm rubbing on it, rub-rubbing, if you scared, call that reverend

Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right

Armand de brignac, gangster wife

Louie sheets, he sweat it out like wash rags he wear it out

[Studio version:] Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic to my boy toys

[Video/Live version:] Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic til my voice hoarse

Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard, surfboard, surfboard

Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood

I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that big body

Been serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good, good

We woke up in the kitchen saying,

"How the hell did this shit happen?"

Oh baby, drunk in love we be all night

Last thing I remember is our beautiful bodies grinding up in the club

Drunk in love

We be all night, love, love

We be all night, love, love

(I'm nice right now)

Hold up

That D'USSÉ is the shit if I do say so myself

If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself

Hold up,

Stumbled all in the house time to back up all of that mouth

That you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far

Talking 'bout you be repping that third, I wanna see all the shit that I heard

Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve

Foreplay in the foyer, fucked up my Warhol

Slip the panties right to the side

Ain't got the time to take draws off, on site

Catch a charge I might, beat the box up like Mike

In '97 I bite, I'm Ike, Turner, turn up

Baby no I don't play, now eat the cake, Anna Mae

Said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!"

I'm nice, for y'all to reach these heights you gonna need G3

4, 5, 6 flights, sleep tight

We sex again in the morning, your breastases is my breakfast

We going in, we be all night

We be all night, love, love

We be all night, love, love

Never tired, never tired

I been sipping, that's the only thing that's keeping me on fire, me on fire

Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire

I've been drinking watermelon

I want your body right here, daddy I want you, right now

Can't keep your eyes off my fatty

Daddy I want you

We be all night, love, love

We be all night, love, love