Mayer Brooks - Superstitious (feat. Marcus Matteo) Lyrics

Never can get enough
I'm a glutton for the punishment of those thighs
And her brown eyes
Others have given up
Said she'll leave you broken seven years
She's not worth your time

In a crowded room she'll rise
Like oil atop the water,
They say she's just bad luck
Gotta move in soon and try
No she don't slay, she came to slaughter
But I give no f*cks

I ain't superstitious
I ain't superstitious
So I'm gonna make you mine

Just can't turn away
Though I'm blinded by her shine, just like a sunset
She's a sure bet
Never find the words to say
Even salt over your shoulder
Won't guarantee your fate

In a crowded room she'll rise
Like oil atop the water,
They say she's just bad luck
Gotta move in soon and try
She don't slay she came to slaughter
But I give no f*cks

I ain't superstitious
I like what I see, so fine
I ain't superstitious
So baby come to me
I'm gonna make you mine