I was demanded to be oh so strong But truth be told I only want myself to tag along Follow my shadow, loaded with guilt see What I didn't know was patching
: I was demanded to be oh so strong But truth be told I only want myself to tag along Follow my shadow, loaded with guilt see What I didn't know was
Ladies up in here tonight No fighting (We got the refugees up in here) No fighting No fighting Shakira, Shakira I never really knew that she could dance
Feel it closin' in Sweet European, you know Been waiting for this day to come It's getting out of hand now and you know Hey, hey, you're moving something
12:32, just in time before we go Race cars fast but cool yeah, they walk slow Blood from your nose better believe it'll get ya messy Yeah. I tell no lie
Call up, ring once, hang up the phone To let me know you made it home Don't want nothing to be wrong with part-time lover If she's with me I'll blink
Her parents said, girl don't leave home But her heart kept cheering her on She had a real good man, steady job But the two of them just weren't in her
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Honey you make me feel like you care a lot But I-I-I-I-I, I love you too much Baby you make me feel like you need me a lot But I-I-I-I-I, honey I need
The curtain goes up The first act begins The scene is two people in love Lovely is she, lucky feels he She smiles in his eyes He smiles in her eyes They
Where is the missing one? The missing one? Where is the missing one? The missing one? There is a missing person that I've just got to find Now just how
They knock on your door You laugh in their face They tell you it?s time to pray They give you a book And tell you to read And point to the Judgment Day
You were brought up in a small town Where everyone greeted with a morning smile I mean the place was so free from crime You could leave your front door
I met her at lover?s park One rainy April Monday Smiling soft and warm as on A clear December Sunday Wearing taffeta and lace That matched her braided
Man lives in a sun lit world of what he believes to be reality But there is unseen by most, an underworld That is just as real but not as brightly lit
When I get out on the dancing floor There ain't no stopping for an hour or more I go rocking up and down and around and round I go reeling to the beat
Here's my story written for you a hidden story Looking inside from the outside, I remember a time when I was young I'm looking at a picture of another
