Spinnin' to the sound. Like a record going 'round. Must be the music. . We could be making out. But all I really want right now. Is just the music. . I'm only here to dance.
Well, I can't get you off of my mind. When I try, I'm just wastin' my time. Well, I've tried and I've tried. And all night long I've cried. But I can't get you off of my mind.
That you loved me so. . Now you tell me since you've been away. There was something you've been dying to say. Yes, I thought you had eyes for me. But I never was quite sure, no, no.
All I've got is what I've got. I can't act like what I'm now. Got an old soul, a tender heart. And I came straight to you. . Well, I do my best to tell the truth.
All alone, it's you and me. Time to tell you now just how I feel. Babe, to you I bare my heart. A light of love, here in the dark. . Don't you know I might be strong.
You know it's hard out here for a pimp. When he tryin' to get this money for the rent. For the Cadillacs and gas money spent. Because a whole lot of bitches talkin' shit.
Oh friend the hour is near, you must go. And I'll be here to face an empty life on my own. I can't hide it when I'm sad after all the joy we've had. I already miss you like you're already gone.
(1) That's what I want. That's what I need. That's what I want. Ho-down. She sprays her lies around her like the clouds release the rain. And endless stream of promises that vaporize again.
(jon lind / john andrew schreiner / paula abdul). . Look out my window. Rain comin' down. Waitin' at the corner. Kids all wearin' their frowns. . Just another monday.
Would've never found you. He had wanted to stay. Oh, he hurt me bad. In a real good way. . Well he opened my eyes. To a world beyond. That impossible dream.
Artist: Paula Campbell. Album: I am Paula Campbell (2007). Song: Aint Nobody Stupid. Lyrics:. 5 in the mornin. Lights in the window he just got home. 14 hours: how long he been gone.
Spinnin' to this sound. Like a record going round. Must be the music. We could be making out. But all I really want right now. Is just the music. I'm only here to dance.
(george motola / john marascalco). . Good night, my love. Good night, my love. . Good night, my love. Pleasant dreams and sleep tight my love. May tomorrow be sunny and bright.
Through the back window of a '59 wagon. I watched my best friend Jamie slippin' further away. I kept on waving 'till I couldn't see her. And through my tears, I asked again why we couldn't stay.
(Aye) Usually I'm not the type to stress you. About spending time, calling, things that I'm used to. But we both know things have changed and. (It's like I) Bend over over backwards can't justify your absence.
I can feel the energy building up inside of me. It wants to get out. It wants to let go. Do you feel the way I feel with your little sex appeal baby, baby.
Through the back window of our '59 wagon. I watched my best friend Jamie slipping further away. I kept on wavin' till I couldn't see her. And through my tears I asked again, "Why we couldn't stay".
When it comes to lovin'. Has it always let you down?. Every time you've fallen in. Did someone else fall out?. . I know about that. That's the only kind of love I ever had.
Hey baby, you gotta remember. I'm forever your girl. Baby forever and ever and ever. You know I am. . Baby pick your head up. Come on and look me in the face.
There are walls made of paper, an' walls made of stone. An' some, better made, out of livin' alone. I built a wall that no-one could break down. Locked up my heart where it couldn't be found.