Louisa Wendorff ft. Devin Dawson - Blank Space - Style (Key: C#maj)

Title: Blank Space / Style (Taylor Swift Mash-up)
Format: MP3 Backing Track - Instrumental - Karaoke 
Created in the style of: Louisa Wendorff & Devin Dawson
Genre: Pop & Pop Rock; Medley/Mashup; Duet
Language: English
Era: 2010s
Key: OR C#maj
Backing vocals: No
More info: Acoustic mashup of Taylor Swift's tracks 'Blank Space' and 'Style'.
Lyrics: Yes
 
I got that James Dean day dream look in my eye
(So it's gonna be forever)
(Or it's gonna go down in flames)
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
(You can tell me when it's over)
(If the high was worth the pain)
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
(Got a long list of ex-lovers)
(They'll tell you I'm insane)
Never go out of style
(‘Cause you know I love the players)
Out of style
(And you love the game)
 
Ooh...
Midnight
You come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive
Could end in burning flames or paradise
 
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space, baby
(And I'll write your name)
 
I got that James Dean daydream look in my eye
And I got that red lip classic thing that I like
And when we go crashing down
We come back every time
'Cause we never go out of style
Out of style
 
(Fade into view, oh)
It's been a while since I have even heard from you
(I should just tell you to leave 'cause I)
(Know exactly where it leads but I)
(Watch us go 'round and 'round each time)
 
I got that James Dean day dream look in my eye
(So it's gonna be forever)
(Or it's gonna go down in flames)
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
(You can tell me when it's over)
(If the high was worth the pain)
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
(Got a long list of ex-lovers)
(They'll tell you I'm insane)
Never go out of style
(‘Cause you know I love the players)
Out of style
(And you love the game)
 
You got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt
('Cause we're young and we're reckless)
(We'll take this way too far)
And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt
(It'll leave you breathless)
(Or with a nasty scar)
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
(Got a long list of ex-lovers)
(They'll tell you I'm insane)
'Cause we never go out of style
(But I've got a blank space, baby)
Oo out of style
(And I'll write your name)
 
Ooh...
Midnight
You come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive
Could end in burning flames or paradise
 
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