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Charlotte Cardin – «XOXO» from The Phoenix Experience

Summer left me broken
And your cold rain had me soakin’
You know where I left my heart in
The hands of a child
Alone in your garden
Askin’ now for your [?]
All be kind, hold yours in mine, hold yours in mine
The hands of a child

A fist full of kisses, X-O-X-O
For your list full of bitches, X-O-X-O
A fist full of kisses, X-O-X-O
For your list full of bitches, X-O-X-O

You know that I am a lost bet (I am a lost bet)
But sometimes I go and forget
‘Cause one day we met
Oh, one day we met
And we went wild

A fist full of kisses, X-O-X-O
For your list full of bitches, X-O-X-O
A fist full of kisses, X-O-X-O
For your list full of bitches, X-O-X-O

There’s a knockin’ at our place
A heavy-handed girl, familiar face
She’d like to know if you are there
Paint her like your French girls
I don’t even care
Send a fist full of kisses (X-O-X-O)
For your list full of bitches

A fist full of kisses, X-O-X-O
For your list full of bitches, X-O-X-O
A fist full of kisses, X-O-X-O (A fist full of kisses)
For your list full of bitches, X-O-X-O (For your list full of bitches)

X-O-X-O
X-O-X-O
For your list full of bitches