Fee Fi letra

Young Fathers


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Fee Fi lyrics

Oooh
So you think you gonna run
Fee fi fo fum
Oooh
You think you gonna make the jump
(Oh shit)

Fee fi fo fum
Don't you know I got a gun?
Fee fi fo fum
Sinner man to make you numb
Fee fi fo fum
Again

Send a bad man home

I really need to find
It's right there for you
It's right there for you
It's right there for you
Say it's right there for you

And he said
Nice set of knives
Give me a slice
I like your flesh
I know what's best
You can be my only guest
Dressed in Sunday's best

And he said
Nice set of knives
Give me a slice
I like your flesh
I know what's best
You can be my cause of death
Dressed in Sunday's best

And he said
And she said
A nice set of knives
Give me a slice
I like your flesh

Send a bad man home
Send a bad man home
Send a bad man

I really need to find
It's right there for you
It's right there for you
It's right there for you
Say it's right there for you

It's right there for you
It's right there for you
It's right there for you
Say it's right there for you

Say it's all there for you
Send a bad man home
Say it's all there for you

Hey
Hey
How you doing today
Looking into my eyes
And your eyes turn grey

No way
Jose
All talk
No say

End of the week
We gonna get paid
It's a halle-f*cking-lujah
Now we gonna do you

Good good
Well for goodness sake
Seen it in your face
And your hair turned grey

Good evening
Good night
Good day
They say

Hey
Hey
How you doing today
Looking into my eyes
And your eyes turn grey

No way
Jose
All talk
No say

End of the week
We gonna get paid
It's a halle-f*cking-lujah
Now we gonna do you

Good good
Well for goodness sake
Seen it in your face
And your hair turned grey

Good evening
Good night
Good day
They say

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Fee Fi is a song interpreted by Young Fathers