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And meet me there. . Bundles of flowers. . we wait through the hours of cold. . Winter shall howl at the walls. tearing down doors of time. . Shelter as we go.
You can, be my, be my, my private dancer girl.. You can, be my, be my, my private dancer girl.. Could you, be my, be my, my private dancer girl.. My private dancer girl, my private dancer girl..
Aah, aaa, aaa. Aah, aaa, aaa. Aah, aaa, aaa. . Covered in honey. Showered in beer. Now when you spin on your head like a monkey. I won't see you. (Aah, aaa, aaa).
(feat. Ginuwine). . [Intro: Belly]. Let's go, Yeah. I'm back man. For the first time. I see that look on your face. Come on. . [Chorus: Ginuwine]. I think they feel the pressure [x4].
Do it again and do it do it again and then. Do it again and do it do it again and then. Do it again and do it do it again and then. Do it again and do it do it again and then.
Open up your mind and let me step inside.. Rest your weary head and let your heart decide.. It's so easy, when you know the rules.. It's so easy, all you have to do is fall in love..
Out in the heartland. I looked into your eyes. And I asked. "Are you ready? Ready for this life?". . Did you see it coming. It happened so fast. The timing was perfect.
Pay no mind. It takes time. What's that you say. . Down the hall. I heard a song. Who knows. Drifting away. . Baby at night when I look at you. Nothing in this world keeps me confused.
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Promises. We forgot all our promises. And only keep some of the easiest. I confess I do. . Make believe. However small the possibility. But sometimes tripped up by reality.
she's gonna be a perfect mother, perfect mother. in her mind there's no doubt. though no one could show her how. to be a perfect mother, perfect mother.
It's only here by popular demand. Where there's a hero. You'll find a villain. It is a tried and tested most successful billing. . They're in the kitchen.
I can't seem to face up to the facts. I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax. I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire. Don't touch me I'm a real live wire.
With each mistake,. You either bend or break. With every word I choose. You only seem to bruise. Powder blue always suited you,. Or was your suitor too.
It's the perfect time of year. Somewhere far away from here. I feel fine enough, I guess. Considering everything's a mess. . There's a restaurant down the street.
In a puddle by the trail. Flips it's tiny tail. Just like a great big whale. But smaller than a snail. . It's a pollywog in a bog. Swims under soggy logs.
I left you in the rain. Peterborough and the Kawarthas. Your reflection in the pane. Peterborough and the Kawarthas. . Apples, pears, prunes and plums.
Trying to get away. From banging on the tabletops, screaming at the top of my lungs. Did it in a day. When any other person would have taken off for most of a month.
You know the passcode to my heart. You push the buttons that make it start, beating (beating). When ever we are far apart. You send a message that makes me so happy, happy.