destinations unknown, I can't believe how she drowns me Well I won't deny, it's all the little things she said All alone, searched the world until she
destinations unknown I can't believe how she drowns me Well I won't deny, it's all the Little things she said All alone Searched the world until she
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Her destinations unknown I can't believe how she drowns me Well I won't deny, it's all the Little things she said All alone Searched the world until she
cold mid-winter's morning We said our lines Then kissed And it was over Those pronouncements had such weight I guess they made us hesitate Hesitate When she
if she needed a ride She said, "Sure, babe, but I wanna drive" Hey now, wait awhile We're going down with a smile Cold river - she took me down Cold
: Don't point your finger baby This isn't the best time for you to test me "There wasn't just anyone here" she said If it wasn't you, it's someone you
fruit of another And when his Margie, when she discovered Said she's gonna love him ten times more Ain't nobody's business if she do He said "some men
face was cold as ice Before she could she could say the next word I heard the sirens pull out outside So I tried to grab her and run, she pulled away and said she
, isn't it? Lizard king loafers on swole when I'm kickin' it Joe, the live nigga, real rig-a-marole You a handshake away, and them fingers is cold [Blu
and I'm finna hit the stage You can feel the tension and the sense of mental stimulation If she's with me than she's not your lady And as we can see, she
I'll be gone for awhile I'm on cloud 9 I will be gone for awhile I'll see you next time Bye (bye) Bye (bye) I said Goodbye (I said Goodbye) Bye (bye)
: I met a lil shorty on a wednesday night And she was chillen in the V.I.P I said hey girl wh-what's your name? She just smiled and it was over Cause
meet me concubine) I fear I can't believe its you (She's not drunk its enthusiasm) I fear I can't believe its you (Nice tie, meet me concubine) I fear (She
to see her She was older cold and even mean Not like we remembered Out along the old road Where the Indian Paintbrush grows She began to cry and said she