Brisa Roché - It's Alright lyrics

One, two, three, four Your prehistoric eyes And the perfume on your neck Were such the right surprise, yeah You touched me there and back Your captivating mind And the pants so black and tight I guess I must admit I was looking for trouble alright, alright I'm losing you like a halo, but it's alright You're losing me like a halo, but it's alright I'm losing you like a halo, but it's alright You're losing me like a halo, but it's alright Your band-tee-shirt's torn and your vinyl collection's stunning You're mad at me because it's clear that I'm not running You seem to think that I have always been too lucky Well, I can't be mad at you, for I am far far too lucky I'm losing you like a halo, but it's alright You're losing me like a halo, but it's alright I'm losing you like a halo, but it's alright You're losing me like a halo, but it's alright Hang on, rock stars It's alright, it's alright Rock stars lose their haloes every night Every night I'm losing you like a halo, but it's alright You're losing me like a halo, but it's alright I'm losing you like a halo, but it's alright You're losing me like a halo, but it's alright