Thief In The Night (feat. Baxx)

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Sweet Music

Sweet Music is a 1935 American musical film directed by Alfred E. Green, written by Jerry Wald, Carl Erickson and Warren Duff, and starring Rudy Vallée, Ann Dvorak, Ned Sparks, Helen Morgan, Robert Armstrong and Allen Jenkins. It was released by Warner Bros. on February 23, 1935. more »

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She a thief in the night
Thief in the night
She a thief in the night ya
Stole my heart first sight ya
But girl I do not play games ya
Are you tryna to be a wife ya
Are you tryna to stay the night ya
I'm tryna save you some pain
Should I stop wasting all of my time
Or girl do you want me to spit this game
Contract for the rest of your life
Baby it's subjected to change
Are we getting dinner tonight
Or baby are we going back to my place
Moonlight
Just right
Baby look at my face
Look me in the eyes
And tell me you don't
Wanna find a place
Where we can be alone
Maybe it's me
Or maybe the patron
Got damn
I can tell that you're the wifey type
But baby you'll never be alone
I can tell that you don't like to fight
Cause you ain't never coming home
I don't blame no games
You wish you could have my love back
But I don't feel the same
You can talk that all you want but
You won't ever come right back home
I know I know I know you won't
Stay away
You're addicted to pain
Should I stop wasting all of my time
Or baby should we just throw in the towel
Will I ever stop stressing tonight
Or baby will we just figure it out
Are we getting dinner tonight
Or baby are we going back to my place
Moonlight
Just right
Baby look at my face
Look me in the eyes
And tell me you don't
Wanna find a place
Where we can be alone
Maybe it's me
Or maybe the patron
Got damn
I can tell that you're the wifey type
But baby you'll never be alone
I can tell that you don't like to fight
Cause you ain't never coming home
My heart is covered in pain
I know that you feel the same
I don't know who is to blame
And now I'm too scarred to change
You were stuck in your ways
Threw it all in my face
Now you're running away
Don't expect me to chase
Look me in the eyes
And tell me you don't
Wanna find a place
Where we can be alone
Maybe it's me
Or maybe the patron
Got damn
I can tell that you're the wifey type
But baby you'll never be alone
I can tell that you don't like to fight
Cause you ain't never coming home
Look me in the eyes
And tell me you don't
Wanna find a place
Where we can be alone
Maybe it's me
Or maybe the patron
Got damn
I can tell that you're the wifey type
But baby you'll never be alone
I can tell that you don't like to fight
Cause you ain't never coming home

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