Don'T Look Any Further - Lyrics - M People

Title: Don'T Look Any Further
Artist: M People
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert, Franne Golde, Duane S. Hitchings

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Lyric:
Someone to count on
In a world ever changin'
Here I am
Stop where you're standin'

What you need is a lover
Someone to take over
Oh baby don't look any further

Strange when you think of our chances
That we'be both been in a state of mind
Too cool to be careless, looking for the right thing
Oh baby don't look any further

(Tonight)
Tonight we're gonna taste a little paradise
(Rockin' all night long)
Rockin' all night long
(Daylight)
Daylight I'll still be looking in your heavenly eyes
We'll go on and on and on and on

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don't look any further
(Don't you look no further)
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
Don't look any further

Someone to count on
(Someone to count on)
In a world ever changin'
(Yeah)
Here I am
Stop where you're standin'

What you need is a lover
(You need a lover)
Someone to take over
(Someone to take over)
Oh baby don't look any further
(Further)

(Tonight)
Tonight we're gonna taste a little paradise
(Rockin' all night long)
Rockin' all night long
(Daylight)
Daylight I'll still be looking in your heavenly eyes
We'll go on and on and on

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don't look any further
(Don't you look no further)
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
Don't look any further

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don't look any further
(Don't you look no further)
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
(Ooh baby)
Don't look any further

(Tonight)
Tonight we're gonna taste a little paradise
(Rockin' all night long)
Rockin' all night long
(Daylight)
Daylight I'll still be looking in your heavenly eyes
We'll go on and on and on and on

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don't look any further
(Don't you look no further)
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
Don't look any further

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don't look any further
(Don't you look no further)
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
(On and on, yeah)
Don't look any further

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don't look any further
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
Don't look any further

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The Difference Between Us - Lyrics - Let's Go Bang - Jennifer Love Hewitt

Title: The Difference Between Us
Album: Let's Go Bang
Artist: Jennifer Love Hewitt
Composer(s): Camus Celli, Nicky Holland, Andres Levin

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Lyric:
If you really love me
Don't try and change me
When you look in the mirror
It's not me you see

I don't want your choice as mine
No, I'll never cross that line
I want you just the way you are
'Cause boy, you're everything I'm not
And that's all I've ever wanted

If we ever come close, if we ever discover
How to hold on and keep our faith in each other
The difference between us
Will keep us together

If we open our eyes don't look any further
'Cause we've found all we'll ever need in each other
The difference between us
Will keep us together

I tell you our love is everlasting
You promise to give your best every morning
We don't have to compromise
Try to live each other's lives
We can be ourselves tonight

If we ever come close, if we ever discover
How to hold on and keep our faith in each other
The difference between us
Will keep us together

If we open our eyes don't look any further
'Cause we've found all we'll ever need in each other
The difference between us
Will keep us together

So don't forget the words I've said
There's nothing there I might regret
No, don't play games inside your head
What's going on inside your head?
No no no

If we ever come close, if we ever discover
How to hold on and keep our faith in each other
The difference between us
Will keep us together
(I'll keep you here, right by my side)

If we ever come close, if we ever discover
How to hold on and keep our faith in each other
The difference between us
Will keep us together

If we open our eyes don't look any further
'Cause we've found all we'll ever need in each other
The difference between us
Will keep us together
(I'll keep you here, right by my side)

If we ever come close, if we ever discover
How to hold on and keep our faith in each other
The difference between us
Will keep us together
(I'll keep you here, right by my side)

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Here I Am - Lyrics - Doin' Somethin' Right - Billy Currington

Title: Here I Am
Album: Doin' Somethin' Right
Artist: Billy Currington
Composer(s): Billy Currington, Carson Chamberlain, Sonny Tillis

Lyric:
Walks in the rain and talks in the dark
Old black and white movies, a day at the park
On a blanket on the ground on a Sunday afternoon

Hangin' with friends or off by ourselves
Drivin' around, yard sale to yard sale
Droppin' by the county fair, winnin' you a bear, poppin' balloons

If you're lookin' for someone to do that with, here I am
Someone to be the other half of your plans
Don't look any further than in my eyes
If you're lookin' for that man, here I am

December nights, all cuddled up
Warmed by the fire and sharin' a cup
Of hot cocoa and laughin' at old photos

Spanish guitars, sand and the sea
And quiet little table and just you and me
Sippin' margaritas in a little cantina in Old Mexico

If you're lookin' for someone to do that with, here I am
Someone to be the other half of your plans
Don't look any further than in my eyes
If you're lookin' for that man, here I am

Talkin' 'bout life and talkin' 'bout babies
Talkin' 'bout us, still in love when we're eighty

Yeah, if you're lookin' for someone to do that with, here I am
Someone to be the other half of your plans
Don't look any further than in my eyes
If you're lookin' for that man, here I am, here I am
Baby, here I am

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Just Friends - Lyrics - Lsg

Title: Just Friends
Artist: Lsg
Composer(s): Lawrence Smith, Jalil Hutchins, Darrell Allamby, Lincoln Browder

Lyric:
Girl you know we're just friends, yeah
Ghetto pop
She's nothin' but a friend, L
Just friends, just friends, just friends

Now let me tell you 'bout the other day
Met this girl from around the way
She said that she's been checkin' me
She let me know she wanna get with me

I told her that I had a girl
But she said that she didn't care
Now tell me what the hell am I supposed to do
She's built like Haile and she's livin' like Lu too

It didn't start out that way
But now we're on the phone almost every day
Then it's a rendezvous for me and you
I'm tellin' my girl I'm workin' late

Just don't let it get outta hand
'Cause I could never ever be your man
If we go too far I'll break your heart
So girl, you know that we can just be

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And you're faced with the reality that we're only just friends

We agreed to keep it on the low
I can't let nobody know
So I guess by now you know I had to get it
I can't front, I might as well admit it

The sad thing is I know I'm wrong
This fly girl she turned me on
I don't know, I guess it's just the dirty dog in me
Her love is so good it just be calling, calling me

It didn't start out that way
But now we're on the phone almost every day
Then it's a rendezvous for me and you
Tellin' my girl I'm workin' late

Just don't let it get outta hand
'Cause I could never ever be your man
If we go too far I'll break your heart
So girl, you know that we can just be

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And I'm sorry, sorry

No I can't see you on my birthday
No I can't see you on my holidays
I know this sounds harsh to you
But this is just the way we gotta do

F R I E N D S
Nothin' more and nothin' less
Just friends, just friends
Friends, friends, friends, friends

We was friends, everything was cool as a fan
Two months ago you 'bout to move wit' your man
Now you see the young boy movin' Sedans
You 'bout to self-destruct, girl, ruin your plans

I gave you love like The Sizzler, club get twister
You the first to get a whole bottle of Cris, what
But in front of you ma, he gettin' lifter
I'm the big brother you call to come fifth her

So how you makin' the club, open your lips up
Tell him, I'll give you some love give you a kiss what
You sound like you outta your mind
How it look wearin' your hair real down to your spine

We probably eat, there no bottle of wine
Girl, you wrong and you lyin', that's the reason you cryin'
But I'm a player, how I'm 'posed to react
When my friends run up on me like that, help me out, y'all

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And you're faced with the reality that we're only just

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And you're faced with the reality that we're only just

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And I'm sorry, sorry, we could have been friends

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Rappaz - Lyrics - Das Efx

Title: Rappaz
Artist: Das Efx
Composer(s): D Lynch, C Charity, Andre Weston, Willie Hines

Lyric:
I gotta suprise-uh, I is a bit wiser, oh yes I gets biz, G
I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like it's a Frisbee
Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like Willis
Heiman, when I'm rhymin', I'm makin' the pape's like Simon

Says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the best-a
I figgity fuck the flame but in the sun, now time for Esther
So hi-ho I'm Silver, I'm makin' the pape's when I kicks
The shit that'll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his ticks

For the chicks, I be on my good foot, check it, that ass kicks
So yibbida yabber yoozy, fuck that floozy Suzy Chopstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, it's crazy
I'm swingin' my Dukes of Hazard just like [Incomprehensible] on Daisy
I'm swayze

Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be

Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be

I hears ya snorin', you niggas is sleepin', nighty nighty
Lord almighty, I'm bringin' it live G, see I be
Rippin' and flippin' a tongue but some niggas don't seems to digs me
So I switch, B, like Billy Bigsby 'cos I'm the shit G

You hoo Dixie, they dribblin' in they Timberlands
I criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin' I lost it
But I hypin' crews wit the bass then they crossed it

So hip hip hooray, wantin' me while I do a
New way to school a new jay, you say
"Holy Shamrocks, the man rocks with no beat or ham hocks"
Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grand pops

Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be

Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be

Well um, knock knock, who's that? Guess what? My crew's back
Rippin' the hip-hop, Penelope pitstop
Doin' the bitin', the shit I be writin', you're givin' me rabies
They oughta be usin' my trims for sperm and makin' babies

Hey ladies, I know A-B's, I'm makin' CD's
I heard you was eatin' your spinach kid you better be eatin' your Weeties
Comprendo, so let your friends know' I'm losin' my noodle
'Cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils

I'm the slippery slang slipper, quick T.P. rip a Q.B.
Shooby dooby dooby, I do that new G
So you be Kool & The Gang and I puts my slang in
Hangin' loosely, oh yes G, niggas be tryin' to test me

Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be

Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be

Hear ye, don't look any further G, see he here is
Still mic checkin' shit, still Dead Serious
Hello there, I didn't go nowhere, what up with the static G?
I be damagin' niggas' fronts like them creases in your cavity

For real though, jumpin' jallopy's huh, I'm robbin' that hockey huh
I drop these bumpy 'cos my style is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, I's flyer then the witches sweeper
Deep, as keep ya's drunk, jump into it like Aretha

I boogie bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant
Niggas be tryin' to hang but they can't G
Will agains, I'm gettin' elegant with the skill again
It don't mean a thang if I ain't got my philly friend

Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be

Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be
Rappaz just ain't what they used to be

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Highlands - Lyrics - Time Out Of Mind - Bob Dylan

Title: Highlands
Album: Time Out Of Mind
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
Well, my heart's in the highlands, gentle and fair
Honey suckle bloomin' in the wildwood air
Bluebells blazin' where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well, my heart's in the highlands, I'm gonna go there when
I feel good enough to go

Windows were shakin' all night in my dreams
Everything was exactly the way that it seems
Woke up this mornin' and I looked at the same old page
Same old rat race, life in the same old cage

I don't want nothin' from anyone, ain't that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish someone would come and push back the clock for me

Well, my heart's in the highlands, wherever I roam
That's where I'll be when I get called home
The wind it whispers to the buck-eyed trees of rhyme
Well, my heart's in the highlands, I can only get there one step at a time

I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound
Someone's always yellin', "Turn him down"
Feel like I'm driftin', driftin' from scene to scene
I'm wondering what in the devil could it all possibly mean

Insanity is smashin' up against my soul
You could say I was on anything but a roll
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top
What would I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the pawn shop

My heart's in the highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the black swan
Big white clouds like chariots that swing down low
Well, my heart's in the highlands, only place left to go

I'm in Boston town, in some restaurant
I got no idea what I want
Or maybe I do but, I'm just really not sure
Waitress comes over, nobody in the place but me and her

Well, it must be a holiday, there's nobody around
She studies me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty face, with long white shiny legs
I said, "Tell me what I want," she say, "You probably want hard boiled eggs."

I say, "That's right, bring me some."
She says, "We ain't got any, you picked the wrong time to come."
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me."
I said, "I would if I could but I don't do sketches from memory."

Well, she then, she says, "I'm right here in front of you, or
Haven't you looked?"
I say, "All right, I know but I don't have my drawing book."
She gives me a napkin, she say, "You can do it on that."
I say, "Yes I could but I don't know where my pencil is at."

She pulls one out from behind her ear
She says, "All right now go ahead, draw me, I'm stayin' right here."
I make a few lines and I show it for her to see
Well, she takes her napkin and throws it back and says, "That
Don't look a thing like me."

I said, "Oh, kind Miss, it most certainly does."
She say, "You must be jokin'," I say, "I wish I was."
Then she says, "You don't read women authors do ya?" at least
That's what I think I hear her say
Well, I said, "How would you know and what would it matter anyway?"

Well she says, "You just don't seem like you do." I said
"You're way wrong."
She says "Which ones have you read then?" I say, "I've read
Erica Jong."
She goes away for a minute and I slide out, out of my chair
I step outside back to the busy street but nobody is goin' anywhere

Well, my heart's in the highlands with the horses and hounds
Way up in the border country far from the towns
With the twang of the arrow and the snap of the bow
My heart's in the highlands, I can't see any other way to go

Every day is the same thing, out the door
Feel further away than ever before
Some things in life it just gets too late to learn
Well, I'm lost somewhere, I must have made a few bad turns

I see people in the park forgettin' their troubles and woes
They're drinkin' and dancin', wearin' bright colored clothes
All the young men, with the young women lookin' so good
Well, I'd trade places with any of 'em in a minute, if I could

I'm crossing the street to get away from a mangy dog
Talkin' to myself in a monologue
I think what I need might be a full length leather coat
Somebody just asked me if I've registered to vote

The sun is beginnin' to shine on me
But it's not like the sun that used to be
The party's over and there's less and less to say
I got new eyes, everything looks far away

Well, my heart's in the highlands at the break of day
Over the hills and far away
There's a way to get there and I'll figure it out somehow
Well, I'm already there in my mind, and that's good enough for now

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Like That(Edited Version) - Lyrics - Eminem

Title: Like That(Edited Version)
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Mark Batson, Marshall Mathers, Michael Elizondo, Andre Young, Che Pope

Lyric:
Oww baby

The way you shake it, I can't believe it
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go
D-doing doing doing

I don't believe it, it's almost too good to be true
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go
D-doing doing doing

The way she moves, she's like a belly-dancer
She's shaking that ass to the new Nelly jams
I think someone's at the door but I don't think I'ma answer
Police saying, "Freeze"
D-doing doing doing

What do you mean freeze? Please, I'm a human being
I have needs, I'm not done, not till I'm finished peeing
I am not resisting arrest, I am agreeing Mr. Officer
I'm already on my knees

I can't get on the ground any further, it's impossible for me
And do not treat me like a murderer, I just like to pee
Pee, pee, yes, I make R&B, I sing song
It go Ring-a-chong, a-ching-chong-chong-chong-ching

Psych I joke, I joke, I kid, I kid
If I offend, I'm sorry, please, please forgive
For I am Triumph the Puppet Dog, I am a mere puppet
I can get away anything I say and you will love it

The way you shake it, I can't believe it
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go
D-doing doing doing

Jessica Simpson, looks, oh, so tempting
Nick, I ain't never seen a ass like that
Every time I see that show on MTV my pee-pee goes
D-doing doing doing

Mary Kate and Ashley used to be so handsome
Now they getting older, they're starting to grow bum-bums
I go to the movies and sit down with my popcorn
Police saying, "Freeze"
D-doing doing doing

What do you mean, freeze? Geez, I just got my seat
I have ticket, look I put it away, my zipper's zipped
Please do not remove me from this movie theatre, please
I did not even get to see, Mary Kate's shower scene

I didn't mean to be obscene or make a great big scene
And don't treat me like I'm Pee Wee Herman, this movie's PG
Mr. Officer, I demand to see my attorney
I will simple plead innocent, cop a plea and be free

Free, yes free, right back on the streets
What you mean my lawyer's with Michael, he's too busy?
I am Triumph, Britney Spears has shoulders like a man
And I can say that and you'll laugh 'cause there's a puppet on my hand

The way you shake it, I can't believe it
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go
D-doing doing doing

Hilary Duff is not quite old enough so
I ain't never seen her butt like that
Maybe next year I'll say ass and she'll make my pee-pee go
D-doing doing doing

The way she moves she dances like a go-go
In that video she sings get out your puzzle
I need a new boyfriend, hi my name is JoJo
Police saying, "Freeze"
D-doing doing doing

What do you mean freeze? My computers will be seized
And my keys to my ranch, I just bake cookies
Mr. Officer, lookie, take a whiff of this
Here, I make Jesus juice, take a sip of this

Nobody is safe from me, no, not even me
I don't even know if I can say the word pee-pee
Pee, on the radio but I think I did
Janet is that a breast? I think I just saw a tit

Psych I joke, I joke, I kid, I kid
I don't think my joke is working, I must flee, quick
Get to the chopper, everybody get out
I am not Triumph, I am Ah-nuld, get down

The way you shake it, I can't believe it
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee-pee go
D-doing doing doing

So Gwen Stefani, will you pee-pee on me please
I ain't never seen a ass like that
'Cause the way you move it, you make my pee-pee go
D-doing doing doing

What the fuck is wrong with you?
Ha

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Ass Like That - Lyrics - Encore - Eminem

Title: Ass Like That
Album: Encore
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Mark Batson, Marshall Mathers, Michael Elizondo, Andre Young, Che Pope

Lyric:
I'll be

The way you shake it
I can't believe it
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it
You make my pee pee go
Da-doing doing doing

I don't believe it
It's almost too good to be true
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it
You make my pee pee go
Da-doing doing doing

The way she moves she's like a belly dancer
She's shakin' that ass to the new Nelly Jams
I think someone's at the door, but I don't think I'ma answer
Police saying freeze, da-doing doing doing

What do you mean freeze? Please I'm a human being
I have needs, I'm not done not till I'm finished peeing
I am not resisting arrest, I am agreeing
Mister officer, I'm already on my knees
I can't get on the ground any further it's impossible for me
And do not treat me like a murderer
I just like to pee, pee, pee

Yes I make R 'n' B
I sing song that go ringy chong
Ching chong chong chong ching
Psyche, I joke, I joke, I kid, I kid
If I offend, I'm sorry please, please forgive
For I am triumph the puppet dog, I am a mere puppet
I can get away with anything I say and you will love it

The way you shake it
I can't believe it
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it
You make my pee pee go
Da-doing doing doing

Jessica Simpson
Looks oh so temptin'
Nick I ain't never seen a ass like that
Every time I see the show on MTV
My pee pee goes
Da-doing doing doing

Mary Kate and Ashley used to be so wholesome
Now they gettin' older, they startin' to grow bum-bums
I go to the movies and sit down with my popcorn
Police saying freeze, da-doing doing doing

What do you mean freeze? Jeez, I just got my seat
I have ticket, look I put it away my zipper zipped
Please do not remove me from this movie theater please
I did not even get to see Mary Kate's shower scene
I didn't mean to be obscene or make a great big scene
And don't treat me like I'm Pee Wee Herman
This movie is P.G. mister officer, I demand to see my attorney

I will simply plead innocent, cop a plea and be free
Free, yes, free, right back on the streets
What you mean my lawyer is with Michael?
He's too busy, I'm triumph
Britney spears has shoulders like a man
And I can say that and you laugh
'Cos there's a puppet on my hand

The way you shake it
I can't believe it
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it
You make my pee pee go
Da-doing doing doing

Hilary Duff is
Not quite old enough so
I ain't never seen a butt like that
Maybe next year I'll say ass
And she'll make my pee pee go
Da-doing doing doing

The way she moves she dances like a gogo
In that video she sings 'Get out' you bozo
I need a new boyfriend, 'Hi my name is Jojo'
Police saying freeze, da-doing doing doing

What do you mean freeze?
My computers will be seized
And my keys to my ranch, I just baked cookies
Mister officer, lookie, take a whiff of these
Here, I make Jesus juice, take a sip of this
Nobody is safe from me, no not even me

I don't even know if I can say the word pee-pee
Pee, on the radio, but I think I did
Janet, is that a breast? I think I just saw a tit
Psyche, I joke, I joke, I kid, I kid
I don't think my joke is working, I must flee
Quick get to the chopper, everybody get down
I'm not Triumph, I'm Arnold get down

The way you shake it
I can't believe it
I ain't never seen a ass like that
The way you move it
You make my pee pee go
Da-doing doing doing

So Gwen Stefani
Will you pee-pee on me please?
I ain't never seen a ass like that
'Cos the way you move it
You make my pee-pee go
Da-doing doing doing

Fuck is wrong with you

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Whenever You'Re Gone - Lyrics - Real Love - Lisa Stansfield

Title: Whenever You'Re Gone
Album: Real Love
Artist: Lisa Stansfield
Composer(s): Ian Owen Devaney, Andy Morris, Lisa Jane Stansfield

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Lyric:
I can't go any further now, only if you come with me
Only if you can take my hand and hold me in your arms
If you come and look into my eyes, I'll see it all more clearly
All of the tears you've seen my cry, you'll take them all away

If you come and open up my eyes and hold me
Take me away and ease my mind just come and hold me tight

Whenever you're gone it's lonely
Whenever you're gone I can't face the light of day
It's too many times I've been on my own
With a burning in my heart whenever you're gone

Look at the face you see before you, can't you be open to me?
Can't you believe what we have, don't throw it away?
Believe in me now don't criticize, it's only the beginning
Can't you believe these desperate eyes, believe in what we say?

If you came and open up me eyes and hold me
Then I can open up my mind and I will hold you tight

Whenever you're gone it's lonely
Whenever you're gone I can't face the light of day
It's too many times I've been on my own
With a burning in my heart whenever you're gone

I miss you so and friends don't understand
When I don't want to speak when you're gone I feel so alone
And I can't sleep for crying and deep inside I feel like dying

Whenever you're gone it's lonely
Whenever you're gone I can't face the light of day
It's too many times I've been on my own
With a burning in my heart whenever you're gone

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6 Minutes - Lyrics - I'm a Hustla - Cassidy

Title: 6 Minutes
Album: I'm a Hustla
Artist: Cassidy
Composer(s): Carl Siracuse, Barry Reese, Qaadir Atkinson, Jerry Hludzik, Bill Kelly, Fran Broenza, John David Jackson, Dwyane Carter, Chris Hanlon

Lyric:
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy, The Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Aiyyo wheezy, let's get it poppin'

Hit me, front that shit, this the south side
Got a fat dick on your mouth wide
I've come to take it outside, nah, do it right here
Hop out later ownin' everybody's home that you fuckin' with

Wheezy F baby, please say the baby
Riding with your bitch, got keys on the lady
Triple gold these four tires on the whip
Young Carter slidin' out, I'm flyer than the whip

Yeah, higher than an angel, or hotter than the devil, the pot or kettle, uh
The metal let 'em burn like earth shiver births, uh
If there's any beef, I come runnin' like Mertz, uh
Word up, eagle street I'm throwin' my curve up
We take your ice cream and turn you into sherbert

I got flow, I'm like sure, but if it's about dough, I'm like sure 'nuff
I'm from the bird bunch, birdman J R, you niggaz bird lunch
I see your lips moving but I ain't heard much
You see the wrist moving, it look like pure punch

I hear the playa hating but I don't endorse such
I got the escalade, guts like the tour bus
I got the styrofoam poured up with syrup

And in the tires little package is gone
Might I spend a good deal with these Firestones?
I spit like Myer's bones, born in chromers
For the buyers chromosomes, I got summers

I got vicadens, valiums I ain't stoppin'
Got pot and heroin, ex, oxycontin, and that's how we rockin'
How can you hear that bop unless I'm be bopping
Yeah, skip when you hear that click
Cash money nigga, I'm that shit, whose begging, uh

That's what I'm talking about
Now Fab, spit at these niggaz and let them know
Why they ain't fuckin' with you

You're goddamn right, I'm feelin' myself
A chauffeur, no Sir, I'm wheelin' myself
Looking for a chick chillin' for self
So I can show her the suicides, and talk her into killin' herself

I'm having problems dealing with wealth
But you wouldn't understand it, until you get a million yourself
You niggaz must've got a deal for your health
Your CD is frozen food, it just chills on the shelf

I spend big, at any time I can start splurging
The twin cigs open chests like a heart surgeon
And I'm buttoned up, I'm just a blue collar crook
But I keep a stack thick as few college books, I got a new polished look
And twenty dime bitches, to show y'all niggaz how my two dollars look

The boy's got at least six digits on
So the guns gotta be at least midget long
The money is like ten bridges long
I throw bread around just to turn pigeons on

I got some good smoke just for puffers
The two grand twenty's make The Hustlers suffer
Plus it's fluffer, than a cotton ball
I've gotten calls, wantin' me to put the pot in malls

But nowadays you can't put it past 'em
I got a Dan Marino arm, I'm 'bout to throw some bullets past 'em
And the niggaz in the hood keep quotin' my lines
I don't jump ship, I keep floatin' in mine, long as I keep toting, I'm fine
I'mma have these dick sucking niggaz deep throatin' the nine

I jumped in the English ship, benzed whip
It's Terminator 2 chrome the engines dip
I'm reading scripts, no, not the penmanship
The box office shit, I box off this bitch

Jessica Alba, Kirsten Dunst
And still make a mil' off the first of months
These dudes be the first to front
'Til they family and friends is in limos, they in hearse in front

I'm in the top position, I can make you a proposition
I'm in the hard top waitin' on the drop edition
To hell with the patience
I'mma send a nigga down under like Australia vacations

Yeah this, what is this?
My niggaz just killed y'all and I'mma close the casket
I'm tryin' not to let this industry get the best of me y'all
I work hard for the fame, the game's stressin' me y'all
All they do is complain what they expect from me y'all

From the Hood to Hollywood, they respectin' me y'all
And even overseas they acceptin' me y'all
All the ladies show me love, the thugs reppin' me y'all
I get a lot of dirty money, so respect me or fall
But I'm saving all my checks, I'm investin' 'em all

They say, what goes up is gon' definitely fall
Even the stars work success, it's my destiny y'all
Look, I cook tracks, I got the recipe y'all
You can't name another cat that can mess with me y'all

At the shows all the hoes be molesting me y'all
I got broads cryin', tryin' to get next to me y'all
I got broads cravin', beggin' to have sex with me y'all
Screamin', "Cash, you don't know how sexy you are?

And I'm happy I'm alive, God's blessin' me y'all
And all the problems that arrive, is God testin' me y'all?
So I pray everyday, but I ain't prayin' too much
'Cause I be sinnin' everyday, so I ain't prayin' enough

And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough
But if it's beef I don't speak, I ain't saying "What's up?"
If it's beef when we meet, then I'm spaying shit up
Prraat, prraat, I ain't sayin' too much, and that's that

'Cause that cat you embracin' with love
Might clap that gat, 'cause he got hate in his blood
Keep your friends at a distance and your enemies close
'Cause the folks you call friends, can envy the most
Some cats'll hang themselves if you give 'em a rope

Burn the bridge and don't give a boat, let 'em sink
Sometimes you gotta give 'em some some time, to let 'em think
But sometimes you gotta give 'em the nine, and let 'em stink
You can't bring every horse to the pond, and let 'em drink
I'd rather keep my eyes wide open, instead of blink

As soon as your eyes shut, them niggaz will ride up
And the guys that you trusted, be gettin' you tied up
And we all gotta die, but I ain't ready to leave
That's why even if it's petty, I'll be ready to squeeze

But put a cheddar in cheese, guac a moola
I pop the ruger, send that hot shit through ya
Like booya, that's the sound when the pound bustin'
Ooh, ah, you'll be laying on the ground sufferin'

Clowning's nothin' to pull out and blast you
I try to only resort to violence if I have to
But man niggaz out here ain't playin' fair
So before the odds are even, I'm leavin' them layin' there
And I ain't even playin', believe what I'm saying here

'Cause before this shit gets further
Your click gets murdered and found in a hole in the grass
For tryin' to play that thug role, I'll stomp a mud hole in your ass
And this Cass, nigga I'm that sick
Full surface nigga I'm that shit, bitch

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Wishful Thinking - Lyrics - Duncan Sheik

Title: Wishful Thinking
Artist: Duncan Sheik
Composer(s): Duncan Sheik

Lyric:
Listen to the waves
Everything communicates
Will it ever be
Anything more than wishful thinking?

Oh no, there you go
Looked away and missed the show
How much wasted time
Will you survive?

Feel the blades of grass
How it brings you back
It will always be
Only as green as you can see

Oh no, there you go
Looked away and missed the show
How much wasted time
Will you survive?

Oh yeah, fooled again
I don't know how and I don't know when
Not much else to blame
But wishful thinking

Little breakdowns
In coastal town
They come suddenly
Crashing over you

They come easily
I'm falling through the skies
And frozen places

Oh no, there you go
Looked away and missed the show
How much wasted time
Will you survive?

Oh yeah, fooled again
I don't know how and I don't know when
Not much else to blame
But wishful thinking

And I try to realize
That I needn't look any further
The whole of the universe is plain to see

And I try not to rely
On another world or the future
The whole of the universe is a mystery

Gets me over
It gets me over, yeah, oh
It gets me over
It gets me over, yeah

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In The Trunk - Lyrics - The Sound of Revenge - Chamillionaire

Title: In The Trunk
Album: The Sound of Revenge
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): A. Middleton, Hakeem Seriki

Lyric:
This is the sound of revenge
This is the sound of revenge

You in the presence of the finest
Chamillitary mayne, this for the streets
Let's give 'em somethin' they can bump in the trunk

At this point you should be turnin' your speakers up
Turn your speakers up Chamillionaire man
Let it bump, it's a southern thing
Ha ha, Chamillitary mayne

I heard somebody say that the South ain't got no lyricists
Well, bang, bang at the game like everyone down here is pissed
You lookin' for the truth then look no further, here it is
Turn it up a notch so they can not say they not hearin' this

They say Chamill is sick, click click, here's a clip
Bang bang at the rap game to make your spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's dick
Who? You, you, you, and you nigga, pick a click

Universal sent me to bring some realness to the industry
Got here then I realized that ain't nobody real but me
Okay, a couple niggaz but none of 'em real as me
Tell your favorite rapper he should diss me if he disagree

I bet I'm actin' like your favorite rapper isn't me
Tell your second favorite whose the best and show 'em a picture of me
He'd have to take me out to prove that he's as sick as me
So me verse me, the only battle that y'all gonna get to see

I'm plainly sayin' what I'm sayin' to make these haters mad
Perpetration hatin' ass, see me ridin' candy slab
Disbelieve his ass, how many vehicles can he have?
I be losin' count myself and I ain't even that bad at math

That's how we do it in Texas, poppin' trunk and grippin' wood
We reply to threats, nigga, I wish you would
You can keep on talkin' but that's only if you could
Gotta turn my speakers up, can you hear 'em now? No good

Ain't runnin' from a thang, 'cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they want
I'ma let it bang so they can feel it in the, in the trunk
You 'bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin' to drank, 'cause I'ma 'bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so they can feel it in the, in the trunk

This for the street niggaz knowin' they gotta pee in a cup
Know your peace officer tossin' ya when he see the results
This for the G's, hate is what you see in the scope
Gauge gonna get sprayed like it's Raid when you see him approach

Tell you ahead of time, solo I can handle mine
You ain't too smart but play the part like you a pantomime
But you don't have a nine, I'll show you I hammer mine
Time to make you do the Running Man like it's Hammer Time

Shout out to the west and all my gangstas pack heat up
Actin' up and pack enough heat to make you back it up
The hoes back it up, soon as they hear the back of the trunk
Now I'ma stock like New York slang what you mean? that's what's up

Money stack it up when they feel they have enough
Get the chips and add 'em up, then she givin' that to us
Don't put all that in cuffs, treat your money like a slut
Niggaz better share, hell yeah, 'cause I just wanna cut

A hater gettin' cut, someone gon' get hurt
Especially if you met me and was disrespect turf
Houston, Texas I'm the worst, ice looking like sherbet
Bouncin' off my chest, you're starin' at it like a pervert

Mixtape God, don't hate me, go to church first
Might as well since all the rappers wearin' church shirts
Better think ahead of time, call yourself a nurse
Diss me in your second and you won't get to finish your third verse

Ain't runnin' from a thang, 'cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they want
I'ma let it bang so they can feel it in the, in the trunk
You 'bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin' to drank, 'cause I'ma 'bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so they can feel it in the

You in the presence of the finest
The game is full of fakes, all these rappin' niggaz front
Controversy Sells, the industry givin 'em what they want
See he ain't gangsta as he say, that's why they dress 'em up
Get a vest, a plastic gun and go pull a publicity stunt

Hoe act like she slow, don't know that I'm rich
And ignore the handles missing from the do's of my whip
But then she saw me on TV and told me pause for a flick
What you tell her? You can "106 and park on my dick"

Can't speak about Texas and not mention me
'Cause the world gon' have to see the truth come out eventually
I'll rip any gimmick rapper out from A to Z
934-829 to the 2 if you still disagree

We never marry a hoe, what I'ma marry you fo'
I'm too busy tearin' my shows up and gettin' married to dough
Grave dig a nigga, Whatchu mean? I bury a flow
Run, go get your city, come back and then I'ma bury your area code

Ain't runnin' from a thang, 'cause I ain't never been a punk
Drama ain't a thang, 'cause I can bring it if they want
I'ma let it bang so they can feel it in the, in the trunk
You 'bout it wit'cha game, decide your rep and throw it up
What you tryin' to drank, 'cause I'ma 'bout to get you drunk
Keep it pimpin' mayne, so they can feel it in the, in the trunk

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Host Wit Da Most - Lyrics - Das Efx

Title: Host Wit Da Most
Artist: Das Efx
Composer(s): Derek Lynch, Andre Weston, Willie Hines, Johnny Watson, Chris Charity

Lyric:
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Well, I'm surprised open your eyes because it's me G
I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like it's a Frisbee
Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like Willis
Herman, when I'm rhymin' I'm makin' the pape's like Simon

Says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the best-a
I figgity fuck the flame but in the sun, now time for Esther
So hi-ho, I'm Silver, I'm makin the pape's when I kicks
The shit that'll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his ticks

For the chicks, I be on my good foot, you get that ass kicked
So yibbida yabber yoozy, fuck that floozy Suzy Chopstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, it's Krazy
I'm swingin' my Dukes of Hazard just like Bo, Luke, Daisy
I'm swayze

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Aiyo, well here's the story, niggas is sleepin', nighty nighty
Lord almighty, I'm bringin' it live G, see I be
Flippin' and rippin' a tongue but some niggas don't seems to digs me
So I switch, B, like Billy Bigsby 'cos I'm the shit, G

Dixie, they dribblin' in they Timberlands
I criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin' I lost it
But I be icing crews wit the flakes 'til they frosted

So hip hip hooray, wantin' me while I do a
New way to school a new jay, you say
"Holy Shamrocks, the man rocks with no beef or ham hocks"
Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grand pops

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Well um, knock knock, who's that? Guess what? My crew's back
Rippin' the hip-hop, Penelope pit stop
Doin' the bitin', the shit I be writin', you're givin' me rabies
They oughta be usin' my terms for sperm and makin babies

Hey ladies, I know my A B's, I'm makin CD's
I heard you was eatin' your spinach boy, you better be eatin' your Weeties
Comprendo, so let your friends know I'm losin' my noodle
'Cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils

I'm the slippery slang slipper, quick to clip a QB
Shooby dooby dooby, I do that new G
So you be Kool & The Gang and I puts my slang in
Hangin' loosely, oh yes G, niggas be wantin' to test me

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Hear ye, hear ye, don't look any further G, see he here is
Still mic checkin' shit, still Dead Serious
Hello there, I didn't go nowhere, what up with the static G?
I be damagin' niggas' fronts like them creases in your cavity

For real though, jumpin' jalopy's, I'm rougher than hockey
I drop these bumpy 'cos my style is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, I'm flayer than the witches sweeper
Jeepers, keep ya jump, jump into it like Aretha

I boogie bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant
Niggas be tryin' to hang but they can't G
Will against, I'm gettin' elegant with the skill again
It don't mean a thang if I ain't got my Philly, kid

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

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Host Wit Da Most (Rappaz Remix) - Lyrics - Das Efx

Title: Host Wit Da Most (Rappaz Remix)
Artist: Das Efx
Composer(s): Derek Lynch, Andre Weston, Willie Hines, Johnny Watson, Chris Charity

Lyric:
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Well, I'm surprised open your eyes because it's me G
I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like it's a Frisbee
Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like Willis
Herman, when I'm rhymin' I'm makin' the pape's like Simon

Says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the best-a
I figgity fuck the flame but in the sun, now time for Esther
So hi-ho, I'm Silver, I'm makin the pape's when I kicks
The shit that'll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his ticks

For the chicks, I be on my good foot, you get that ass kicked
So yibbida yabber yoozy, fuck that floozy Suzy Chopstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, it's Krazy
I'm swingin' my Dukes of Hazard just like Bo, Luke, Daisy
I'm swayze

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Aiyo, well here's the story, niggas is sleepin', nighty nighty
Lord almighty, I'm bringin' it live G, see I be
Flippin' and rippin' a tongue but some niggas don't seems to digs me
So I switch, B, like Billy Bigsby 'cos I'm the shit, G

Dixie, they dribblin' in they Timberlands
I criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin' I lost it
But I be icing crews wit the flakes 'til they frosted

So hip hip hooray, wantin' me while I do a
New way to school a new jay, you say
"Holy Shamrocks, the man rocks with no beef or ham hocks"
Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grand pops

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Well um, knock knock, who's that? Guess what? My crew's back
Rippin' the hip-hop, Penelope pit stop
Doin' the bitin', the shit I be writin', you're givin' me rabies
They oughta be usin' my terms for sperm and makin babies

Hey ladies, I know my A B's, I'm makin CD's
I heard you was eatin' your spinach boy, you better be eatin' your Weeties
Comprendo, so let your friends know I'm losin' my noodle
'Cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils

I'm the slippery slang slipper, quick to clip a QB
Shooby dooby dooby, I do that new G
So you be Kool & The Gang and I puts my slang in
Hangin' loosely, oh yes G, niggas be wantin' to test me

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Hear ye, hear ye, don't look any further G, see he here is
Still mic checkin' shit, still Dead Serious
Hello there, I didn't go nowhere, what up with the static G?
I be damagin' niggas' fronts like them creases in your cavity

For real though, jumpin' jalopy's, I'm rougher than hockey
I drop these bumpy 'cos my style is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, I'm flayer than the witches sweeper
Jeepers, keep ya jump, jump into it like Aretha

I boogie bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant
Niggas be tryin' to hang but they can't G
Will against, I'm gettin' elegant with the skill again
It don't mean a thang if I ain't got my Philly, kid

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Yo, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the East Coast
Word bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East Coast

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Affair Of The Heart - Lyrics - Rick Springfield

Title: Affair Of The Heart
Artist: Rick Springfield
Composer(s): John Daniel Tate, Rick Springfield, Blaise Tosti

Lyric:
Heart in my mouth, pulse in my head
Mercury rising into the red
The smell of your skin can light up all the fires in me

Hungry to touch, I'm eager to please
Out of control and I hand you the keys
Every night I am burning to make love to you

But don't try to tell me you think it's all physical
It goes much deeper than that

You ought to know it's an affair of the heart
It's an affair of the heart, it's an affair of the heart
Have a little blind faith, believe it's an affair of the heart

When we make love, it's a passionate thing
You shudder and shake, sink your teeth in my skin
I almost believe you were made to be played by my hands

And you got the power, it amazes me still
How you play my emotions with consummate skill
I don't have to look any further than into your eyes

So don't try to tell me you think it's just physical
It goes way deeper than that

You better know it's an affair of the heart
It's an affair of the heart, it's an affair of the heart
Have a little blind faith, believe it's an affair of the heart

Don't try to tell me you think it's all physical
It goes much deeper than that

You ought to know it's an affair of the heart
It's an affair of the heart, it's an affair of the heart
It's an affair of the heart,

You better know it's an affair of the heart
It's an affair of the heart
You better know it's an affair of the heart
It's an affair of the heart

Baby, an affair of the heart
It's an affair of the heart, it's an affair of the heart
It's an affair of the heart

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I Can Give You More - Lyrics - Radio - Ll Cool J

Title: I Can Give You More
Album: Radio
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Rick Rubin, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
I seen this girl, walkin' down the block
I said, "Wait"
"Yo baby, you wanna come to my crib?"
"Have some donuts and milk?"
"Listen to a pop tune maybe?"

Please, be his ex and be my bride
Don't blame it on yourself, sweet thing, you tried
Love you claimed to share just wasn't there
You're too good for that and it wasn't fair

Love's taken its toll, your heart he stole
You was fooled by the face of a phoney role
But I'll take up the slack, support you, baby
Now, the knight in shiny armor can only be me

I cry out your name as you hold his hand
If you're not mine soon, girl, my soul is damned
I'm lookin' out the window at the stormy rain
And the rush of the water makes my eyes drain

All alone in the room and it's makin' me sad
Fantasize of the love we could have had
'Cos I never met anyone like you before
And I can give you more

I pour wine for two, even though it's just me
I tried to reach you but blind men don't see
Your man is the devil but he gave you a ring
So you believe you saw an innocent angel sing

You're the type that ignores the destiny of two
It's not Romeo and Juliet, it's me and you
You're bein' handicapped by a Don Juan rap
You can hope I disappear, girl, but I'll be back

'Cos I never met anyone like you before
And I can give you more
Yes girl, I never met anyone like you before
And I can give you more

The time has come, the decision's yours
This super love story ain't workin' no more
Can't you understand that my love spans
Higher and further than any man's?

You're lookin' a gift horse right in the mouth
This time hear me out, I don't care if you pout
You're my only desire, I fight to the death
And I'ma scream your name when I breathe my last breath

Ain't gettin' on my knees but I'm oh so close
To our love I toast, all he does is boast
'Cos I never met anyone like you before
And I can give you more

A knock on the door and a tap on the glass
Tells me you see it my way at last
You used to reject me, now you wanna kiss me
He called you up and said, "Yo baby, why you diss me?"

Meanwhile made romance on the sea shore
You want more of what you used to ignore
During this love affair, girl, it gets steamy
Three nights in a row, and you still wanna see me

Make love at night, coffee in the morn'
I be the only blanket that's keepin' you warm
'Cos I never met anyone like you before
And I can give you more

I hoot in the mornin' to the crack of sunlight
But my agony continues till it reaches night
Sweet image of your face appears on the wall
And the scene is so eerie I run through the hall

I look at the sky, then I search for the moon
Realize it's 3 o'clock in the afternoon
So I dress to impress, exit the house
Go up to the school and watch the kids come out

In the middle of the court yard there you stand
With the man who's deceivin' ya, holdin' your hand
'Cos I never met anyone like you before
And I can give you more

You're the goddess of light, the queen of seduction
You won't get used if you follow my instructions
Your scram my hand, feel the sweat on my palm
Make love to a man and not a cheap Don Juan

And that'll be eroticism, highs die down
You will find your best friend finally is found
I caress ya at night like a virgin in white
'Cos the new world I found is oh, so tight

And tender and young, soft and wet
It's hotter than any fantasy could get
'Cos I never met anyone like you before
And I can give you more

I can give you more
Girl, I can give you more
I can give you more
'Cos I never met anyone like you before
And I can give you more

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