'Cause I just wanna love you, baby. I don't wanna waste no time. Wanna be your only one, baby. Please don't break my heart. . I rose from the dead tailor-made black linen.
from the start i knew. your heart was always for me but as we grow. something changed down the road. ain't nothing i could say that could bring us back.
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I feel like, somethin' different. (Ha). Yo, Huh. Feelin' good up here, hope you are too. Besides but there's always someone. Who's gotta say somethin' stupid.
Your lips, your hips, when you touch em to mine. each and every time I'm hypnotized, I'll admit it. Your moves, your grooves It's some heavy stuff, I can't get enough.
I believe that gas is too damn high. An' there ain't nothin' more American. Than Mama's apple pie. I believe in love; I believe in peace. But I don't believe we'll ever see it.
Verse 1:. . You're the one that spoke the light into darkness,. You hold the world in the palm of your hand,. So take my emptiness and turn it into something,.
Buachaill ón Éirne mé 's bhréagfainn féin cailín deas óg. Ní iarrfainn bó spré léi tá mé fhéin saibhir go leor. 'S liom Corcaigh da mhéid é, dhá thaobh.
Is a Bhríd Óg Ní Mháille. 'S tú d'fhág mo chroí cráite. 'S chuir tú arraingeacha. An bháis trí cheartlár mo chroí. Tá na mílte fear i ngrá. Le d'éadan ciúin náireach.
I read the book you read. Tasted the words you said. Our story is darkening with time. One fading afternoon. . And I'll miss you forever. Let's hope we've always summer.
Buachaill ón Éirne mé 's bhréagfainn féin cailín deas óg. Ní iarrfainn bó spré léi tá mé fhéin saibhir go leor. 'S liom Corcaigh da mhéid é, dhá thaobh.
All beauty all fade away, borrowed. All moonlight return today, borrowed. All sunrise all shooting stars, borrowed. All earth bound bare feet in clay.
Go on... go on. Leave me breathless. Come on. The daylight's fading slowly. But time with you is standing still. I'm waiting for you only. The slightest touch and I feel weak.
Black is the colour of my true loves hair. His lips are like some roses fair. He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands. And I love the ground whereon he stands.
Black is the colour of my true loves hair. His lips are like some roses fair. He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands. And I love the ground whereon he stands.
Maybe deep down inside, you don't believe it. Your wailing wall, it isn't weeping at all. And you're not worthy of adoration. You're scared that somebody somewhere's gonna find.
i've been replaced by some busy body in the lobby. she ain't a whore. 'cause you say she got some hobbies. yeah you say she got some chores. lip your face into coat, everybody knows.
Now I'm not tryna name names. but there some shady bitches 'round this place. Nah I'm not tryna name names. but they know all about that Kool-aid. . They'll beg at the throne for it.
Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones. In fact, he's remarkably fat. He doesn't haunt pubs, he has eight or nine clubs. For he's the St. James Street cat!.
Ah. Rock me from the bay of Mexico. I row me to the shores of Montego bay.. I met a lady. Please let me stay.. Here in your warm brown arms. . Till I melt away..