Lyrics:
Conway Twitty
Lord, she needs someone to hold her when she cries.
She packed her few belongings left a note and now she's gone
And I can't stand
of the college fees and books. She was in a dilemma, but she was advised by her cousin and she decided to get knowledge.
When she finally resumed in the college,
standing by her window If I can't see the teardrops fill her eyes I'm almost sure her coldness never changes When she finds the note about me being gone But
Chicken face bitch, two or
three good teeth. If I ask for sugar, she's a big fuzzy peach.
Now I remember when she milked the cows. Sticks of hay in her
VILLAGER #1: We have found a witch, might we burn her?
CROWD: Burn her! Burn!
BEDEMIR: How do you know she is a witch?
VILLAGER #2: She looks like one.
ditty, or maybe one by Conway Twitty
Ah, man you look so pretty wrapped up in daddy's arms
After dancin' all night long with here head on my shoulder
It's
Lord, she needs someone to hold her when she cries.
She packed her few belongings left a note and now she's gone
And I can't stand to think
Lord, she needs someone to hold her when she cries.
She packed her few belongings left a note and now she's gone
And I can't stand to think
on leaving
How she hates what she does but she needs it
I asked her what she was doing, it's the weekend
And she said, she said
I don't know myself
I
Crippled by the way they make her feel, she takes a look at her wrists & turns to the blade.
It's not a cry for attention if she just wants to feel anything
was 20
A virgin
And right when she saw my dick was afraid this fucker would hurt her
Yea I gave her hickies and finger fucked her for Burner
These hoes
it, I need it, yeah
Yeah, she turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
Now that I'm on the road again
the shit she say she do
Monday, she acting like she don't really miss me
Tuesday, I feel a difference in her kiss
Wednesday, we se, we argue when we
purgatory seven years til he was caught
And that’s when everyone she thought that she could trust would cut her off and leave her
Traumatized
Stressed
plans witnessed a man die
Was only fifteen, should've been a beauty queen, still
See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killed
Little girl,
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
she can't love herself how
Will anybody else love her?
You cry inside asking God
Why you have this heart that love
Forgot where's the peace when
Life
know I know
She needs
Someone to lift her up
Someone to keep it real
A man to hold her down
That smile
Her look
That smell
Her taste
That vibe
Her groove
the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
I knew I was in trouble though
She wouldn't let me hold you unless she was in the room, yo
But I kept my mouth shut, I smiled and obeyed though
When
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
in
He said he'd call her when he gets
There but her phone don't ring
And in that moment, she knows
Her dad planned the whole thing
Akin got rushed by
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
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