Lyrics:
on the side.
Shall I hold you close?
Or Shall I let you go by?
Tell me.
Tell me.
Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
Can you feel
It's my kind of place
Just walkin' through the front door
Puts a big smile on my face
It ain't too far, come as you are
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love
When it's midnight on the meadow
And the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story
At the window by my bed
If you listen very closely
Be
on a bus after working, I'm dreaming
The guy next to me has a girl in his arms, my arms are empty
How does it feel when the girl next to you says she loves
the alley
And he's waiting
And you my love come softly now
And ease my troubled mind
As we huddle by the fireside
Slowly running out of time
Born December's
When it's midnight on the meadow
And the cats are in the shed
And the river tells a story
At the window by my bed
If you listen very closely
Be
toward me?
Are you just a breathtaking
First sight soul-shaking
One night love-making
Next day heartbreaking guy?
That night your love was true
toward me?
Are you just a breathtaking
First sight soul-shaking
One night love-making
Next day heartbreaking guy?
That night your love was true
sick guy.
But you're wrong.
I love ya and I need you, by my side.
So, I'm gonna keep on trying, just keep on trying till I win your love, woo.
I'm
and a pistol by his side, uh-huh
Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode up to Miss Mousey's door
lessons to learn
You're the last thing on earth I deserve
You shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it
The kid down the street mowes the grass every week
The neighbor next door fixed the roof where it leaked
Job's going fine and the bills are all
wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better
an elevator
Next to Christian Slater
Well guess what, my birthday and Kim Kardashian's
Are exactly the same
I got a lame
Lame claim to fame
A really lame
Lame
weren't successful
But instead I got my tie caught in the drawer
When you're riding down the road at 100 miles an hour
And a guy's ahead hitchin' someplace
the Angels are jealous of a girl I know
She takes my stain and makes me
(White as snow)
White as snow
Thank you guys so much
I hear Jesus makes sin
Thought I was in love before
And then you moved in next door
Pretty blue eyes
Pretty blue eyes
All the guys from the neighbourhood
Keep sayin'
to be with her forever more
The girl next door, yeah
I need to be with her
Now, since I've been with her
I found my whole world is turnin' around
The door is wide open for you
The door is open for me
Here we go
Still in a moment of pleasure
You and I
We are gonna find the pirates' treasure
Say, do you remember that guy Larry next door
Well, he always was the neighborhood clown
Like the time he pulled my pants off
And he took those
There's no man in town as admired as you
You're everyone's favorite guy
Everyone's awed and inspired by you
And it's not very hard to see why
No one's
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
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