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Aaliyah I used to go out to parties and stand around 'Cause I was too nervous to really get down But my body yearned to be free I went off
Who cares for the life we earned? Someone sold all the truth you yearned Remember when you used to shine And had no fear or sense of time When
became a sigh, Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle just like wine does No heart ever yearned the way that mine does for you. And yet I know too well
that money burned A hole in Stephen's pocket, for expensive sins he yearned It may be false, it may be true But nothing has been proved In the news
Dreams of no return Waking in the early dawn Dreams of no return Waking in the early dawn To whom I sourly yearned in my weakest spell But what I
I used to go out to parties and stand around; 'Cause I was too nervous to really get down. But my body yearned to be free. I got up on the floor,
dressed up with nowhere to run And now I make you feel crazy with the- (now back to the good part!) From the day he was born He yearned for adventure
the dirt I got back up, flipped it the bird 'Til I earned the attention I yearned Not to mention, I learned How to turn resentment and hurt
York, Los Angeles, oh, how I yearned for you Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St. Lou. Did I miss
became a sigh, Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle just like wine does No heart ever yearned the way that mine does for you. And yet I know too well
I used to go out to parties and stand around; 'Cause I was too nervous to really get down. But my body yearned to be free. I got up on the floor,
Los Angeles Oh how I yearned for you Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge Let alone just to be at my Home back in old St lou Did I miss
and the prosecution says that money burned A hole in Stephen's pocket, for expensive sins he yearned It may be false, it may be true But nothing has been proved
I used to go out to parties and stand around; 'cause I was too nervous to really get down. But my body yearned to be free. I got up on the floor,
whoa) I won't harm a fly 'til I'm tried (gang, damn) Burn the fucker, never yearned the fucker I'ma leave the body in Dubai, ayy
New York, Los Angeles, oh, how I yearned for you Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St. Lou.
the pits of his heart The lock of grey hair that she gave to him Stayed clutched in his fist through the night Dead or alive, she still yearned for him
me,umm hum While the records turned and turned We danced and learned, our hearts had Yearned for this Neath the moon we walked and walked
role to get by (Gang) I won't harm a fly until I'm tried (Gang) Burn the fucker, never yearned the fucker I'ma leave the body in Dubai, ayy Yeah, yeah
away from the one thing for which I've always yearned I'm not ashamed to tell you many nights I've tossed and I've turned I've learned
the words Of dead men's songs Down through the years Many men have yearned For freedom Some found it Only on the open road So many tears of blood
Now the Swan it floated on the English river Ah the Rose of High Romance it opened wide A sun tanned woman yearned me through the summer
away from the one thing for which I've always yearned I'm not ashamed to tell you many nights I've tossed and I've turned I've learned
Angeles, oh how I yearned for you Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge Let alone just to be back in Chuck Berry's old Saint Lou (Let me hear it once
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