New rules Dua lipa sped up

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  • Опубліковано 6 січ 2025

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  • @AnnePassos-fw1pn
    @AnnePassos-fw1pn Рік тому +29

    MDS it's been 1 month and no one comments on this video with a wonderful song hahaha

  • @ZerishLukus
    @ZerishLukus  Рік тому +11

    Any other song u want me to make

    • @Julia-vq7vg
      @Julia-vq7vg Рік тому

      A have a few lol
      - 7 rings
      - Hot girl bummer
      - mr potato head

  • @falakyasmeen7046
    @falakyasmeen7046 Рік тому +7

    Lyrics:
    One, one, one, one, one
    Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy
    (Out of my mind, out of my mind)
    Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me
    (Too many times, too many times)
    My love
    He makes me feel like nobody else, nobody else
    But my love
    He doesn't love me, so I tell myself, I tell myself
    One: Don't pick up the phone
    You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone
    Two: Don't let him in, you'll have to kick him out again
    Three: Don't be his friend
    You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin'
    And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him
    I got new rules, I count 'em
    I got new rules, I count 'em
    I gotta tell them to myself
    I got new rules, I count 'em
    I gotta tell them to myself
    I keep pushin' forwards, but he keeps pullin' me backwards
    (Nowhere to turn) no way
    (Nowhere to turn) no
    Now I'm standin' back from it, I finally see the pattern
    (I never learn, I never learn)
    But my love (love)
    He doesn't love me, so I tell myself
    I tell myself, I do, I do, I do
    One: Don't pick up the phone
    You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone
    Two: Don't let him in, you have to kick him out again
    Three: Don't be his friend
    You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin'
    And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him
    I got new rules, I count 'em
    I got new rules, I count 'em
    I gotta tell them to myself
    I got new rules, I count 'em
    I gotta tell them to myself
    Practice makes perfect, I'm still tryna learn it by heart (I got new rules, I count 'em)
    Eat, sleep and breathe it, rehearse and repeat it, 'cause I (I got new, I got new, I...)
    One: Don't pick up the phone (yeah)
    You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone (alone)
    Two: Don't let him in, you have to kick him out again (again)
    Three: Don't be his friend
    You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin' (bed in the mornin')
    And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him
    I got new rules, I count 'em
    I got new rules, I count 'em
    (Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh, whoa)
    I gotta tell them to myself
    I got new rules, I count 'em
    (Baby, you know I count 'em)
    I gotta tell them to myself
    Don't let him in, don't let him in, don't, don't, don't, don't
    Don't be his friend, don't be his friend, don't, don't, don't, don't
    Don't let him in, don't let him in, don't, don't, don't, don't
    Don't be his friend, don't be his friend, don't, don't, don't
    You gettin' over him
    [source: google]