Lyrics:
eyes met
(And she said)
"God's gifts are only good why'know
And there ain't no Love the Lord can't grow
Aw honey, take that boy with ya when ya go
are real
I'm crying
We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And be can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds
Oh let our love survive
love to hate me
I'ma let you fade into the background
Baby all my shows are gettin' too loud
Keep on turin' it up when you want me down (me down, me
[Velma Kelly]
You know you're really pretty good.
[Roxie Hart]
Yeah. What are you doing here?
[Velma Kelly]
I've been making around.
[Roxie Hart]
Well,
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word
haven't changed your mind
Gee, now soon this plane is gonna be landin' and
I hope you'll be waitin' there for me
The minutes are draggin' by like hours now
can't make ends meet, honey
It must be your fault"
We all focus on the winners
And get blinded by their shine
Maybe caring for each other's
Just
She understands the things you're doin'
She's a modern woman
Time goes by and you're sharing an apartment
She says she loves you but she doesn't
Coffee first thing in the morning
Without warning you give me sugar on my cheek
I love how you sing in the shower
The notes are sour, but you're
thing die
Honey, you know
I've never lied to you
No, never lie to you, yeah
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much, baby
Why
Well a poor boy's chances for pretty girl's glances are sometimes very few
But I've got no money if you'll be my honey here's what I'll offer you
the non-believers"
Bounce, it's the new 12 play
Bounce though the pussy like L-way
Bounce, I wanna see your tail shake
Bounce when you hear are Kelly say
me baby
I love the way
I love the way
I love the way you hurt me baby
You're second hand smoke
Second hand smoke
I breath you in, but honey I
Dialogue, "where would you like to spoon?"
My cue, with you, underneath the silvery moon.
By the light of the silvery moon,
I want to spoon, to my honey
(There are many people who drink in moderation
With no problems, social, moral, or medical
They have learned to enjoy liquor without letting it
Count me in unannounced, drag my nails on the tile
I just follow your scent
You can't just follow my smile
All of your flaws are aligned with this
American me, so wild and so free
Crossing the borders did nothing to me
The milk and the honey were power and greed
That's how it goes, American
love more than "Pulling Your Skirts Up"
And exposin' you hoes so much, people are startin' to wonder
What's up with them fuckin' Wonder Woman underoos?
nuts I bust 'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun?
Dreams of fuckin' an R&B bitch
I'm just playin', but I'm sayin'
Dreams of fuckin' an R&B bitch
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby
Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word
yelling, "Woo"
So before you die let's see who can out-petty who
With your corny lines (Slim you're old)
Ow, Kelly, ooh, but I'm 45 and I'm still
Drops by to say hello
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
Here we go again
Asking where I've been
You can't see these tears are real
I'm
I gave you my love and I have no regrets
I'm true to you baby with love and respect
I stood by you when no one else would
And I gave you everything
Please know there’s so much more
That I can say
Here are my words
Right on display
I will give
So you can take
I know that all the love will be
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