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Never Gonna Feel That Way Again

Kenny Chesney

No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems

2002

Spent Saturday's black and blue
But it was what I love to do
And it was more than just a game

It was my life and it was fun
Another season of my

knock, it's knocking at your door)

Love pouring out like the snow from the sky
Snuggled up together sitting by the fire
Oh, it's magical, it's my

choose the love I had and lost.
For everything there is a season
And every season has an end
Though I've tried I find no reason
So for now I'll just

and scoffers whose hearts are desolate

But an empty life is in the love of the Lord
And on His law they meditate day and night
They are like trees planted by

the celebration! 
This evening is pronounced in my memories by the amount of laughter and talking and pictures and trying to make up for lost time in one night. This

Hey, check it
What we have here
Is another one
The remix (ladies and gentleman)
Orchestrated 
(You don't have to worry)
By the Puff Daddy

you got
I don't wanna wait by the phone (Oh)
If you can get over, I'm on
Sunset, late nights
Doin' what we want
Juicy, you and me
Good love goin'

we could wrestle make a wager over war
This is all the reason And this is why I train
There aint no seasons off I'm out here bleeding man
You gotta get

dreaming of
Love is blind, I guess I don't see enough
Hope I got someone for the season, oh
We can vibe out by the fire, get a little higher, if you don't

the seasons
Tell me what's the meaning?
I look around the times are changing
Who is patient?
Who is set apart and waiting?
Who is righteous on their knees

Leave the past behind

Seasons change
But my love for you will stay the same

Whatever's weighing on your shoulders
Whatever's weighing on you mind

Home

the season of the heart
A special time of caring
The ways of love made clear
It is the season of the spirit 
The message, if we hear it
Is make it last all

lives
And both of our time
Our love is blind

We could blame it on another bad season
Or we could wake up and really stop dreaming
'Cause

His life as a nomad
The Lord of all riches lived a poor man
Yeah, we love fresh new doodads
But really what's the use when my life ends
If you heed

like Christmas

It is the season of the heart
A special time of caring
The ways of love made clear
And it is the season of the spirit
The message, if we

spending is so real
Tell me then where does it go 
One day you got it the next day you don’t
I know you just do it for show

People trippin' over seasons but

feel used
I'm sure by now your pussy burnt out like a Fuze
Cause you gave it to any nigga who looked in your direction
Now you see the boii is going

different bag every season
She like how I smell, Louie V in my belt, in this side know we winnin'
She rollin' and lacin' it, I put my face in it, love how

that time is fleeting
Seasons greetings would weaken with
Weeks of repeating
Going on and on with holiday
Would just belay monotony
There's a reason

shower down
Surrounded by love all around
But you couldn't keep an handle lock
Good gracious you getting good grade till the truth is been views

Take It Slow

Technotronic

Pump Up the Jam: The Album

1989

me no damn reason why we had shared true love for eight seasons 
Then maybe again ain't no reason needed, the damage is done and both our hearts

been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little

get sacked by it
That's when trouble gets stirred
The lines can be blurred, but word
Love is a 4letterword
Love is a 4letterword

Love me please
Don't

it's the season for falling in love
I'm head-over-heels but I'm finding it tough
To play it cool when I look in your eyes
Tell me that your left hand