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Touche,touche. You`re right,there`s nothing I can say. I am a wishy-washy girl. But it`s a wishy-washy world. Chorus:. Go away.....no,wait a minute. I want out,then I want in it.
I've got one more nail to polish. A little red ribbon to add to my hair. He'll be glad he left work early. When he sees what waiting at the top of the stairs.
Dont you run dont you hurry dont you worry dont you cry,. It's another day with morning wood as the sunlights up the sky.. Another day of promises, it's another day of love..
Written by Reed Nielsen. You look surprised. You didn't think you'd see me. Kicking up my heels. Painting up this toen. When you said goodbye. I learned a couple new dances.
I'm infectious as confection. I kill any sweet tooth. It all started with my crazy crooked time frame. Of my misspent youth and. Everything I seem to finish.
Dear me,. I'm writing this letter to try and tell myself. its time for me to feel better.. . Dear me,. How could I turn away when he needed me?. Now all that's left to say is, dear me..
When I was young,. and unbroken,. I tried so hard to get under my mama's skin,. and so it begins.. I braced myself,. embraced myself,. misplaced myself,.
I used to do ya like this, do ya like that. This way, thata way anyway but the right way. Was OK, baby. Oh, I guess you had to leave before I could see.
This is a jetsetter music letter,. from me to you. This is a jetsetter music letter. from me to you. . I'm writing from the bedroom. I'm ennui and in my cups.
This is a jetsetter music letter from me to you. This is a jetsetter music letter from me to you. . Im writing from the bedroom, Im ennui and in my cups..
Well it finally quit raining,. It's been one Hell of a storm.. I don't know what I'm feelin',. but I'm not feelin numb anymore.. After you left me,. I laid down my Heart and I died (inside),.
Are you legit?. I think I've been bitten by the bug,. yer the drug. called love.. It's hard to commit. c-c-c-c-commit,. it's hard to say,. even the words out of my lips,.
Written by Norris Wilson and George Richey. Imagine a world where no music was playing. And think of a church with nobody praying. Have you ever looked up at a sky with no blue.
What's your name? (what's your name). Where's your mommy?. 'Cause you look like a baby to me. What'd you do for a good time?. Would you do anything I please?.
Hey you, wake up. Don't let those kiddies get you down. It's true, I know. you been kicked and pushed around. Thinking bout not waiting for tomorrow?.
You want it all. You want it cheap. You want some peace. So you can sleep. . You want somebody to care. You want somebody to know. You wanna live the lie.
Dear Sir,. We know what your about,. You cannot say,. We didn't see it,. 'Cos we can see, that your slacking,. Well its another habit that your cracking,.
Babe,. I love your dreams,. Come drift away with me. . Babe,. I love your dreams,. Come drift away with me. . Stay with me,. Like a letter unsent,. There's no need to return.
It's Sunday morning I'm afraid to wake up. cause i know i ain't sleeping alone. i can't turn over i can't open my eyes. and i don't think i will till your gone.