Keep On Lovin' Me - Lyrics - Mya - Mya

Title: Keep On Lovin' Me
Album: Mya
Artist: Mya
Composer(s): Linda Laurie, L Anthony, Terry M Etlinger, N Neka, Darryl I Pearson, M Andrews, Nneka Morton, D Pearson

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Lyric:
Is it really real, the love that you feel for me?
Or is it a game, for you to get in on my groove?
But boy, don't be dismayed, I feel it too
But if I oblige you, will your love remain the same?

If I give you all I've got, all I have that's in my heart
Will you remain, remain the same, keep on lovin' me?
'Cause of all that I wanna do, take the time to show you
How it could be, just keep on lovin' me

Keep on lovin' me and I'll show you the way
'Cause I'm gonna give you more
Whatever you ask for, love me

I know you're disappointed
But what can I do, boy, to make that change?
This time I'll do what you say to help you believe in me
Make it better to keep it together, baby, if I

If I give you all I've got, all I have that's in my heart
Will you remain, remain the same, keep on lovin' me?
'Cause of all that I wanna do, take the time to show you
How it could be

Keep on lovin' me and I'll show you the way
'Cause I'm gonna give you more
Whatever you ask for, love me

Love is amazing, so amazing
Especially when from me
Words can't explain how I feel
'Cause I'm real, yes, I'm real

Keep on lovin' me
Keep on lovin' me
Keep on lovin' me
...

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Whip Appeal - Lyrics - Love Songs - Babyface

Title: Whip Appeal
Album: Love Songs
Artist: Babyface
Composer(s): Kenny Edmonds, Perri Reid

Lyric:
Somebody told me there'd be trouble at home
'Cause we never talk a lot when we spend time alone
So how are we supposed to know know when somethin' is wrong
Well, we've got a right to communicate it keeps a happy home
And no one does it like me and no that's sure
Has that kind of whip appeal on me

Keep on whippin' on me work it on me
Whip all your sweet sad lovin' me on me
Keep on whippin' on me baby work it on me
Whip all your sweet sad lovin' on me

When we go to work how the day seems so long
The only thing I think about can't wait till we get home
'Cause we got a way of talking and it's better than words
It's the strangest kind of relationship oh but with us it always works
And no one does it like me and no one but you
Has that kind of whip appeal on me

Whatever you want it's alright with me
'Cause you've got that whip appeal so work it on me
It's better than love sweet as can be
You've got that whip appeal so whip it on me babe

Keep on whippin' on me work it on me
Whip all your sweet sad lovin' me on me
Keep on whippin' on me who work it on me
Whip all your sweet sad lovin' on me
'Cause no one does it like me and no one but you
Has that kind of whip appeal on me

Whatever you want it's alright with me
'Cause you've got that whip appeal so work it on me
It's better than love sweet as can be
You've got that whip appeal so whip it on me

Whatever you want it's alright with me
'Cause you've got that whip appeal so work it on me
It's better than love sweet as can be
You've got that whip appeal so whip it on me

Whatever you want it's alright with me
'Cause you've got that whip appeal so work it on me
It's better than love sweet as can be
You've got that whip appeal so whip it on me

Whatever you want it's alright with me
'Cause you've got that whip appeal so work it on me
It's better than love sweet as can be
You've got that whip appeal so whip it on me

Keep on whippin' on me who work it on me
Whip all your sweet sweet lovin' on me
Keep on whippin' on me you work it on me
Whip all your sweet sweet lovin' on me

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Keep Givin' Me Lovin' - Lyrics - Chaka Khan

Title: Keep Givin' Me Lovin'
Artist: Chaka Khan
Composer(s): Camus Celli, Chaka Khan, Mica Paris, Andreas Levin

Lyric:
Lovin', lovin'
(Ahh, baby)
Keep givin' me lovin', lovin', your lovin', lovin'
(Yeah, alright)

Time after time, I've pondered this love that I'm feelin'
I'm feeling so divine, it must be a crime, don't take it away, no
More than a few told me, "I love you", now, I know better
'Cause when it got down to you somehow I knew
My number was up for some sweet, sweet lovin'

Keep givin' me lovin', lovin', your lovin', lovin'
(Ooh yeah)
Keep givin' me lovin', lovin', your lovin', lovin'
(Ooh yeah)

You've captured this girl, rockin' my world ya got me reelin'
Ain't no future with another you're my one and only lover
Now, come on and stay, more than a few told me, "I love you"
Now, I know better, yes I do
'Cause when it got down to you somehow I knew
My number was up for some sweet, sweet lovin'

Keep givin' me lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
(Ooh yeah, baby won't you give me?)
(Yeah, baby won't you give me?)
I'm takin' 'bout lovin', lovin', your lovin', lovin'
(Ooh yeah, baby, baby give me)

(Is it any wonder)
I can love you so
Only you can satisfy my need
(Can't you see my hunger?)
Won't let you go
Baby, you belong to me, just to me, oh

Keep givin' me lovin', lovin', your lovin', lovin'
I'm takin' 'bout lovin', lovin', your lovin', lovin'
Keep givin' me lovin', lovin', your lovin', lovin'
(Is it any wonder [Incomprehensible])
I'm takin' 'bout lovin', lovin', your lovin', lovin'
([Incomprehensible])

Keep on givin' me, keep on givin' me
Keep on givin' me, keep on givin' me
Keep on givin' me, keep on givin' me
Keep on givin' me

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On And On - Lyrics - Gladys Knight And The Pips

Title: On And On
Artist: Gladys Knight And The Pips
Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield

Lyric:
Bet your life, I'll be, yeah
A better woman you see
All because you proved out
To be a better man for me

Build me up with so much affection
(You build me up with so much affection)
And you make me realize my needs
(You make me realize my needs)
You seem to move in the right direction
(Seem to move in the right direction)

Makin' love, makin' love, all we please
(Makin' love, makin' love)
Oh here we go
(On and on)
On and on
(On and on)

Here we go
(On and on)
On and on
(On and on)
On and on
(On and on)

We gotta go
(On and on)
Keep on movin'
(On and on)

On and on
(On and on)
How can I, how can I
Show you how, I wanna now

Prove all my love
But I'm so afraid to take a part
Don't break my heart
The way so many lovers do

So good I feel
'Cause the love's real
Having tons of fun
Since the love begun

Huggin' and a lovin', on and on
Gettin' with the kissin', on and on
Chills I feel whenever you're near
Stickin' like glue I keep a lovin' you

(On and on)
On and on
Keep on movin'
(On and on)

We gotta go
Keep on movin'
Keep on groovin'
(On and on)

On and on
Hey hey hey
(On and on)
On and on
We gotta go

How can I work out this sweet relation?
Let us deal with love
Keepin' our hearts together with no temptation
Keepin' us lovin', keepin' us lovin'

Going, on and on
On and on
(On and on)
On and on
(On and on)

We gotta go
(On and on)
Keep on movin'
(On and on)
Keep on groovin'
(On and on)

On and on
(On and on)
We gone
(On and on)
I wanna know

I know you feel like I feel
That's why we've got a love that's real
So let's keep on groovin' the way we do
Let's just keep on movin'
If we're gonna make it through

(Huggin' and a lovin')
Huggin' and a lovin'
(Gettin' with the kissin')
Gettin' with the kissin'
(Gettin' with the kissin')

Gettin' with the kissin'
(Huggin' and a lovin')
Huggin' and a lovin'
(Huggin' and a lovin')
(Gettin' with the kissin')
Yeah

Gettin' with the kissin'
Huggin' and a lovin'
Tears I fear whenever you're near
Stickin' like glue I keep a lovin' you

Keep a lovin' you
(On and on)
On and on
Keep on groovin'
(On and on)

We gotta move
We gotta groove
Keep on movin'
(On and on)

On and on
We gotta move
(On and on)
On and on

Keep on groovin'
(On and on)
Hey hey hey hey
On and on
(On and on)

Keep on movin'
Keep on groovin'
(On and on)
On and on
On and on
(On and on)
On and on

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I Need Love - Lyrics - Come Taste The Band - Deep Purple

Title: I Need Love
Album: Come Taste The Band
Artist: Deep Purple
Composer(s): Tommy Bolin, David Coverdale

Lyric:
I keep singing the same old song
Like I did before
When you left me baby, you left me in darkness
I'd never known before

I was restless, a fool for your time
Waiting 'round for you to call me, baby
But now I've found me an angel of mercy
I don't feel bad at all

Your body was honey, I tasted a lot
But let me tell you babe, I need more than you got
I want someone to hold me
I need love, I need love

I've got nothing to do, baby, nothing to say
Just live your life the way you know
When you moved on you took all the sweetness
Was I a fool to let you go?

Now with a woman I forget for the moment
All the times we knew before
Though I'm still singing the same old love song
I don't want you knocking on my door

Your body was honey, I tasted a lot
But let me tell you babe, I need more than you got
I want someone to hold me and keep me satisfied
I need

I want someone to hold me, keep me satisfied
Your body was honey, I tasted a lot
But let me tell you babe, I need more than you got
I want someone to hold me
I need love, hey baby, I need love babe
I need love, you could give it to me

I need your love, I need your love
Love, your love, oh baby, baby
Baby, baby, want to know
Keep on lovin' me, keep on love
Keep on lovin' me baby, babe
Keep on lovin' me
Keep on lovin' me, babe

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Loving You - Lyrics - In This Skin - Jessica Simpson

Title: Loving You
Album: In This Skin
Artist: Jessica Simpson
Composer(s): Craig Young, Damon Elliott, Jessica Simpson

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Lyric:
I keep on
I keep on lovin'

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Mmm
(I'm gonna keep on lovin' you)
Mmm
(I'm gonna keep on)
I'm gonna keep on lovin' you
(Loving you)
Mmm
(I'm gonna keep on)

Don't tell me it's time to go
I think my watch is too slow
Please, I don't wanna know
(I don't wanna know)
Baby, what will it hurt?

(Huu)
If I stay on tonight
And bring yourself into me
Boy, I think you should know
(I think you should know)
I'm not lettin' you go

(All night)
I don't wanna have to say goodnight
(Hold tight)
I just wanna stay and hold you tight
(So right)
Feels so right no matter what we do
I'm just gonna keep on lovin' you
(Be more)

Yeah you're like heaven to hold
And you're the flame when I'm cold
(Boy, I think you should know)
Boy, I think you should know
I'm not lettin' you go

(All night)
I don't wanna have to say goodnight
(Hold tight)
I just wanna stay and hold you tight
(So right)
Feels so right no matter what we do?
I'm just gonna keep on lovin' you
(Be more)

(All night)
Love me like the rainbow loves the light
(Hold tight)
Feels me like the raindrops kiss the sky
(So right)
Feels so right no matter what we do
I'm just gonna keep on lovin' you

I think, I should stay awhile
And keep enjoyin' you
Come close, wrap me in your arms
Say you want me too
Intoxicated by the way you're makin' me move
I know, I'm gonna keep on lovin' you
(All night)

Oh
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
(So right)
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
Haa ha
I'm gonna keep on lovin' you

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Keep On Loving Me Honey - Lyrics - Marvin Gaye

Title: Keep On Loving Me Honey
Artist: Marvin Gaye
Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford, Valarie Simpson

Lyric:
Keep on lovin' me honey, keep on lovin' me true
Baby, I'm gonna love you no matter what you do
Just so long as I can have it all, nothin' but you

So don't you take your love
Don't take it away from me
'Cause I would stop right where I stand
I've just been afraid of a man

Don't you take your love
Don't take it away from me
'Cause if you leave you might as well
Take the air I breathe

Keep on lovin' me honey, don't you go nowhere
Don't you know I'm satisfied with your tender care?
And I get my inspiration, darlin', just knowin' you're there

So don't you take your love
Don't take it away from me
'Cause like a leaf out on a tree
You've become a part of me

Don't you take your love
Don't take it away from me
'Cause if you leave you might as well
Take the air I breathe

Would you take the heavens out of the sky
Imagine what the world would be like
If the rivers ran dry

Oh, Tammi
What good am I without you
I can't do without you, darlin'
Like a sea without a shore
Kicking forever more

Keep on lovin' me honey, don't you change your mind
Sugar, I can't bear the thought of ever leavin' you behind
No matter what I do, another you, I'll never find

So don't you take your love
Don't take it away from me
'Cause I would stop right where I stand
I've been afraid of a man

Don't you take your love
Don't take it away from me
'Cause if you leave you might as well
Take the air I breathe

If you leave you might as well
Take the air I breathe
Don't you take your love
Don't take it away from me

'Cause I need your love
I need it so desperately
Don't you take your love
Don't take it away from me

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Call Me - Lyrics - Blackstreet

Title: Call Me
Artist: Blackstreet
Composer(s): Clifton Nathaniel Chase, Edward G. Fletcher, Randy Muller, Lee Drakeford, S Carter, Sylvia Robinson, L Parker, Melvin Glover, Tom Jefferson, Teddy Riley, Chauncey Andrae Hannibal, Markell Demont Riley

Lyric:
Blackstreet, JJ
Come on
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, what what

What's up girlfriend?
What's up boyfriend?
Yo meet my girlfriend
Meet my boyfriend
This is my girlfriend
This is my boyfriend
So what's up girlfriend?
So what's up boyfriend?
Yeah you know, uh huh, what's up?

I can't get her off my back
Give her a little love she don't know how to act
She be gettin' mad 'cause I don't want her back
I didn't know honey gets down like that
Now girl I gotta watch us pack
This female is a fatal attract
Maybe 'cause she got zipper to jack
She didn't know I puts it down like that
That's why

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

She keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me
Followin' me, telling me that she lovin' me
But my girlfriend said, just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Uh, pick it up JJ one time

I can't get him out of my hair
Had the boy playin' truth or dare
Callin' my phone this is where I be
Boy said, sweetie you're my main squeeze
It's 2am and he's back again
Arms on my waist, all in my way
Boy there must be more spice than this

Boyfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

He keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me
Followin' me, telling me that he's lovin' me
But my baby said, just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it

Yeah, turn the lights off, it's about to get plenty dark
You wasn't smart, you started fuckin' Ja with your heart
If I ripped it apart don't hate me, thank me baby
If my world was yours it would drive you crazy
'Cause I love what I do, like fuckin' you hoes and soon
Talk to your tears until you feel there's something to prove
And with nothing to lose I can see you being a tease
You fuckin' with me, just know we fuckin' for free

Yeah I know that you was lost, first bite had you tossed
E-V-E, caramel skin bitch cost
And before you stroke the kitty nigga better break off
Nigga wanna fuckin' run, better shake off
Show me something, diamonds and the furs ain't nothin'
Impress me, bless me with a Hummer, think I'm frontin'?
Big cat with the big gat ready to fuck
One nutt you done screamin' "damn baby I'm stuck!"

Why in the world would you continue to run my way?
Got hit once, found out that I don't play
What the deal mami?
Who pushed you through the irony of Fuckin'
And suckin' me, splitin' the coke with me

Yeah you used to have me flippin'
All your ex-hoes had me bitchin'
Daddy, I never front, your dick game keep me twitchin'
(No doubt) How can you deny this freak?
Shhh no need to speak, just meet me on Blackstreet

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

Boyfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

Boyfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

She/he keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me
Followin' me, telling me that s/he lovin' me
But my baby/girlfriend said, just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it

We out

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Call Me (Fix Remix) - Lyrics - Blackstreet

Title: Call Me (Fix Remix)
Artist: Blackstreet
Composer(s): Clifton Nathaniel Chase, Edward G. Fletcher, Randy Muller, Lee Drakeford, S Carter, Sylvia Robinson, L Parker, Melvin Glover, Tom Jefferson, Teddy Riley, Chauncey Andrae Hannibal, Markell Demont Riley

Lyric:
Blackstreet, JJ
Come on
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, what what

What's up girlfriend?
What's up boyfriend?
Yo meet my girlfriend
Meet my boyfriend
This is my girlfriend
This is my boyfriend
So what's up girlfriend?
So what's up boyfriend?
Yeah you know, uh huh, what's up?

I can't get her off my back
Give her a little love she don't know how to act
She be gettin' mad 'cause I don't want her back
I didn't know honey gets down like that
Now girl I gotta watch us pack
This female is a fatal attract
Maybe 'cause she got zipper to jack
She didn't know I puts it down like that
That's why

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

She keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me
Followin' me, telling me that she lovin' me
But my girlfriend said, just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Uh, pick it up JJ one time

I can't get him out of my hair
Had the boy playin' truth or dare
Callin' my phone this is where I be
Boy said, sweetie you're my main squeeze
It's 2am and he's back again
Arms on my waist, all in my way
Boy there must be more spice than this

Boyfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

He keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me
Followin' me, telling me that he's lovin' me
But my baby said, just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it

Yeah, turn the lights off, it's about to get plenty dark
You wasn't smart, you started fuckin' Ja with your heart
If I ripped it apart don't hate me, thank me baby
If my world was yours it would drive you crazy
'Cause I love what I do, like fuckin' you hoes and soon
Talk to your tears until you feel there's something to prove
And with nothing to lose I can see you being a tease
You fuckin' with me, just know we fuckin' for free

Yeah I know that you was lost, first bite had you tossed
E-V-E, caramel skin bitch cost
And before you stroke the kitty nigga better break off
Nigga wanna fuckin' run, better shake off
Show me something, diamonds and the furs ain't nothin'
Impress me, bless me with a Hummer, think I'm frontin'?
Big cat with the big gat ready to fuck
One nutt you done screamin' "damn baby I'm stuck!"

Why in the world would you continue to run my way?
Got hit once, found out that I don't play
What the deal mami?
Who pushed you through the irony of Fuckin'
And suckin' me, splitin' the coke with me

Yeah you used to have me flippin'
All your ex-hoes had me bitchin'
Daddy, I never front, your dick game keep me twitchin'
(No doubt) How can you deny this freak?
Shhh no need to speak, just meet me on Blackstreet

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

Boyfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

Boyfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

She/he keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me
Followin' me, telling me that s/he lovin' me
But my baby/girlfriend said, just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it

We out

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Call Me (Hip Hop Mix) - Lyrics - Blackstreet

Title: Call Me (Hip Hop Mix)
Artist: Blackstreet
Composer(s): Clifton Nathaniel Chase, Edward G. Fletcher, Randy Muller, Lee Drakeford, S Carter, Sylvia Robinson, L Parker, Melvin Glover, Tom Jefferson, Teddy Riley, Chauncey Andrae Hannibal, Markell Demont Riley

Lyric:
Blackstreet, JJ
Come on
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, what what

What's up girlfriend?
What's up boyfriend?
Yo meet my girlfriend
Meet my boyfriend
This is my girlfriend
This is my boyfriend
So what's up girlfriend?
So what's up boyfriend?
Yeah you know, uh huh, what's up?

I can't get her off my back
Give her a little love she don't know how to act
She be gettin' mad 'cause I don't want her back
I didn't know honey gets down like that
Now girl I gotta watch us pack
This female is a fatal attract
Maybe 'cause she got zipper to jack
She didn't know I puts it down like that
That's why

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

She keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me
Followin' me, telling me that she lovin' me
But my girlfriend said, just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Uh, pick it up JJ one time

I can't get him out of my hair
Had the boy playin' truth or dare
Callin' my phone this is where I be
Boy said, sweetie you're my main squeeze
It's 2am and he's back again
Arms on my waist, all in my way
Boy there must be more spice than this

Boyfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

He keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me
Followin' me, telling me that he's lovin' me
But my baby said, just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it

Yeah, turn the lights off, it's about to get plenty dark
You wasn't smart, you started fuckin' Ja with your heart
If I ripped it apart don't hate me, thank me baby
If my world was yours it would drive you crazy
'Cause I love what I do, like fuckin' you hoes and soon
Talk to your tears until you feel there's something to prove
And with nothing to lose I can see you being a tease
You fuckin' with me, just know we fuckin' for free

Yeah I know that you was lost, first bite had you tossed
E-V-E, caramel skin bitch cost
And before you stroke the kitty nigga better break off
Nigga wanna fuckin' run, better shake off
Show me something, diamonds and the furs ain't nothin'
Impress me, bless me with a Hummer, think I'm frontin'?
Big cat with the big gat ready to fuck
One nutt you done screamin' "damn baby I'm stuck!"

Why in the world would you continue to run my way?
Got hit once, found out that I don't play
What the deal mami?
Who pushed you through the irony of Fuckin'
And suckin' me, splitin' the coke with me

Yeah you used to have me flippin'
All your ex-hoes had me bitchin'
Daddy, I never front, your dick game keep me twitchin'
(No doubt) How can you deny this freak?
Shhh no need to speak, just meet me on Blackstreet

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

Boyfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

Girlfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause she ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

Boyfriend on the phone
Call me all day on the telephone
Blowin' up my beeper 'cause he ready to bone
Played me once, won't leave me alone

She/he keep paging me, calling me, stalking me, hawkin' me
Followin' me, telling me that s/he lovin' me
But my baby/girlfriend said, just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it
Just handle it
I can't handle it

We out

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Good Lovin' - Lyrics - Another Level - Blackstreet

Title: Good Lovin'
Album: Another Level
Artist: Blackstreet
Composer(s): Sherri Marisa Blair, Teddy Riley, Alfred Ellis, Chauncey Hannibal, Markell Riley, James C Brown

Lyric:
Good lovin', unh, yeah
Blackstreet coming back inches
We're getting 9-6, kicking it live
I'm gonna do this with a little Chauncey Black style
Listen

My mama told me
That there will be a day like this
I will run into someone
Who would just knock me off my feet

That kind of woman
Who would be right there for me
Never thought that it could be
But now it's happening to me

I finally found someone who will give me all her affection
And I wanna keep her right here next to me
Thinking about me and my lady
Giving her love all night and through the day
Getting that feelin', all I want is good lovin'

Good lovin' in the mornin'
Good lovin' in the evenin'
We can do it 'till the break of dawn
(Break of dawn)
'Cause you give me that feelin'
(Help me sing it)

I wanna do it in the morning
Let's do it in the evening time
(All night long)
We can do it anywhere you want
(Baby, yeah)
Just give me good, just give me good lovin'

I remember just messin' around
With all of them men an' all, didn't really care for
But this special woman, really made a difference in me
And I wanna be the best man I can be and she will see

It may be time when we're apart from each other
(Each other)
But my girl she knows and I know it's alright

Pick up the phone, give her a call
A few minutes later, she's knocking at my door
Now I'm getting that feelin'
(Feelin')
All I want is good lovin'

Good lovin' in the mornin'
(Baby)
Good lovin' in the evenin'
(Ooh, baby)
We can do it 'till the the break of dawn
(Break of dawn)
'Cause you give me that feelin'
(All I want is good love)

We can do it in the mornin'
(Oh yeah)
Let's do it in the evening time
(Anywhere, baby)
We can do it anywhere you want
(Anywhere)
Just give me good lovin'

Now I finally found someone to give me all of her affection
And she knows that I know it's alright

Pick up the phone, give her a call
A few minutes later, she's knocking at my door
Now I'm getting that feelin
All I want is good lovin'
(Baby, all I want)

Good lovin' in the mornin'
(Yeah)
Good lovin' in the evenin'
(It's all I want baby)
We can do it 'till the break of dawn
(Break of dawn)
'Cause you give me that feelin'
(All I really want is good lovin')

We can do it in the mornin'
Let's do it in the evening time
(In the evening time baby)
We can do it anywhere you want
(Baby, yeah)
Just give me good lovin'

Good lovin' in the mornin'
(Come on, get me up)
Good lovin' in the evenin'
(Come on, do me right)

We can do it 'till the break of dawn
(Come on, get me up)
'Cause you give me that feelin'
(Come on, do me right)

I wanna do it in the mornin'
(Come on, get me up)
Let's do it in the evening time
(Come on, do me right)
We can do it anywhere you want
Just give me good lovin'

Good lovin' in the mornin'
(Come on, get me up)
Good lovin' in the evenin'
(Come on, do me right)

We can do it 'till the break of dawn
(Come on, get me up)
Cause you give me that feelin'
(Come on, do me right)

I wanna do it in the morning'
(Come on, get me up)
Let's do it in the evening time
(Come on, do me right)

We can do it anywhere you want
Just give me good, just give me good
Just give me good lovin'

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Down Ass Bitch - Lyrics - Pain Is Love - Ja Rule

Title: Down Ass Bitch
Album: Pain Is Love
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Tiffany Lane, Seven Marcus Aurelius

Lyric:
Ja Rule, Chuck B-more
Every thug needs a lady
And every thug needs a down ass bitch, feel me
Every thug needs a lady
Baby I'm convinced, you my down ass bitch

Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd lie for me, like you lovin' me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd die for me, like you cry for me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
Girl I'm convinced, you're my down ass bitch

I know that you're lovin' me 'cause you thug with me
Who bust slugs for me, My baby
Who gon' kill for you, like I comfort you, who else but the Rule?
You feel me, girl when we connect the dots we hit the spot
Twin Benz's, you ride hard, I ride drop
And to make it better, baby got the nina' Beretta tucked low
And I'm two cars back with the four-four
And it freaks you out, on your Momma's couch

That's what us thugs be 'bout
(You know me)
And when I pray for love, baby pray for us, who celebrates the thugs?
(My lady)
Got me seekin' capital game when I spit sixteen
Whether bars or sixteens in the doors of cars
(A star is born)
In the hood, made a name live on, R U L E, ladies, feel me

Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd lie for me, like you lovin' me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd die for me, like you cry for me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
Girl I'm convinced, you're my down ass bitch

Now I'm show you blood or love, there's no belly you bounce from
Blow sellin', dough amounts to no tellin'
There'll be no tellin', snitches get it back
Those gats to your backs for my boy, what part of the game is that?
Niggas and they feelings
'Cause I handle your dealings, keep your name intact
My fame's intact so cops won't know what it's hittin' for
Now hoes wanna know what you shittin' for

'Cause I'm your bitch, the Bonnie to your Clyde
It's mental, mash your enemies, we out in the rental
I'm your bitch, niggas run up on ya
Shift ya lungs, who's your organ donor?
What they know about extreme meausures, I'm a ride with you
And my baby three-eighty at my side
And we lock the town, I'm as down as any thug
My love, they gotta take us in blood, what

Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd lie for me, like you lovin' me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd die for me, like you cry for me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
Girl I'm convinced, you're my down ass bitch

You could die from love at any given time I could die from slugs
But that's what this life is capable of
The death and the life of a bitch and a thug, is what I'm scared of
But got a woman that ain't afraid to, tuck the toast in the Escalade
Pop on niggas that showin' me shade
But only for the Rule 'cause that's my baby

Got me a down ass bitch with red hair, that don't care
Blazed by the shots and flares
Girl c'mon, follow me and bust back at police, conceal ya heat
It's a bit much to blaze up
Rule and Chuck and I.G., The Murderers, I-N-C
With one on the hip, one in the holster, nigga will toast ya quick
Especially a down ass bitch

Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd lie for me, like you lovin' me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd die for me, like you cry for me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
Girl I'm convinced, you're my down ass bitch

Thug on
('Cause you my down ass bitch)
Thug on, ladies
Thug on
('Cause you my down ass bitch)
Thug on, baby
Thug on
('Cause you my down ass bitch)
Thug on, ladies
Thug on
('Cause you my down ass bitch)
Thug on, baby

Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd lie for me, like you lovin' me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd die for me, like you cry for me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
Girl I'm convinced, you're my down ass bitch

Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd lie for me, like you lovin' me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd die for me, like you cry for me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
If you'd kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)
Girl I'm convinced, you're my down ass bitch
Baby say yeah
(Baby say yeah)

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Till U Get Enough - Lyrics - Dalvin Degrate

Title: Till U Get Enough
Artist: Dalvin Degrate
Composer(s): Dalvin Degrate, Al Green

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, do it like that, what?
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, like that, what?
Yeah, yeah, check it out

Ooh, you look so fine girl
I want you in my world
I just want to turn you on
Yes, I do, uh

Baby, what's your steelo
I wanna be down and I know
What you need to keep you satisfied
Don't stop

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

So tell me what you're feeling
The mood for sexual healing?
Let me be the one to blow your mind

And girl I want to love you
Place no one above you
Every day and night
I swear I'll keep you satisfied

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

All day, all night
I want you, yes, I do
All day, all night
I want you, yes, I do

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

All day, all night
I want you, yes, I do

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Made For Lovin You - Lyrics - Not That Kind - Anastacia

Title: Made For Lovin You
Album: Not That Kind
Artist: Anastacia
Composer(s): Louis Biancaneillo, Anastacia Newkirk, Sam Watters

Lyric:
Baby I've been waiting for some time
To find a way to free your mind, yeah
It's the simple things you do to me
That makes my heart forget to beat, yeah yeah

But I ain't here to try to play your fool, no no
I won't ever beg for you
But heaven blessed the day you find
What you've been looking for well, my baby you'd better know

Now I wanna take you higher
Don't keep me waiting on the outside love
Can't stop it if you wanted to
'Cause I was made for lovin' you, yeah yeah

I guess I thought it was a dream
Locked up in a mystery
Can't guess on what was meant to be
My soul just keeps on telling me, yeah yeah

'Cause I can't take this for another day
I've thought of us a hundred different ways
And I'd do anything for you
'Cause you were made for lovin' me and me for lovin' you

Now I wanna take you higher
Don't keep me waiting on the outside love
Can't stop it if you wanted to
'Cause I was made for lovin' you, yeah yeah

Now I wanna take you higher
Don't keep me waiting on the outside love
Can't stop it if you wanted to
'Cause I was made for lovin' you, yeah, yeah

It's time that you let me know baby
I ain't going, I ain't gonna play your games
I can't face another day
There's nothing left for me to say
Oh yeah, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Now I wanna take you higher
Don't keep me waiting on the outside love
Can't stop it if you wanted to
'Cause I was made for lovin' you, baby, oh no

Now I wanna take you higher
Don't keep me waiting on the outside love
Can't stop it if you wanted to
'Cause I was made for lovin' you, yeah yeah

Now I wanna take you higher
Don't keep me waiting on the outside love
Can't stop it if you wanted to
'Cause I was made for lovin' you, yeah yeah

Now I wanna take you higher
Don't keep me waiting on the outside love
Can't stop it if you wanted to
'Cause I was made for lovin' you

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Car Show - Lyrics - Hard - Jagged Edge

Title: Car Show
Album: Hard
Artist: Jagged Edge
Composer(s): Antwon Patton, Brian Casey, Isaac Younger, Brandon Casey

Lyric:
It's The Edge
J.D.
Big Boi owner insists
(I know how to score)
As there top players
College park
(Stay with us)
East Point, Decatur
Downtown Atlanta
(Check this out)

Rollup at the spot, I seen her, had to meet her
I was at the bar, sippin' and I'm leanin'
I just had to get attention, but didn't wanna mention
How, she just wasn't lookin'
And this ain't what I'm feelin'

Now, movin' on to about to have you later
And now she's my girl, I knew that I wasn't playin' and it's
Better than a friendship, it's kinda like my pension
'Cause I'm savin' all my funds up
And I'm gonna spend it long, long, long

She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show

She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show

She's my movie star and I'm her director
Sweat in the car, driving as fast as we can go
She could be all on me, kissin' me, touching me
I don't wanna stop right now
She don't wanna stop neither

She's a sexy girl, shaped like a Coke bottle
Or a fancy car, the prototype model
She got cars in all the right spots
Keep my engine runnin' hot
I don't wanna slow it down, I'ma let her go

She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show

She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show

Now get my damn trophy
The way she movin' like chest and checker
Black, white, any color, gotta respect her
Double decker flat, yeah, body gotta protect her
Together weather the storm to things get better, never

Fall to the waist, I grace, I cry
Lifeless, lemme add some color to that shine
I like this, bittin', fuckin', all of this for nothing
Shoulda gotten an old shit or somethin'

Some old fools bubblin' and that's what we becomin'
See, you used to be comin', when the engine was runnin'
Now tend to lovin' and you ain't that woman
Mmm, damn, I hate that frontin'

I hate just bumpin' in just case you was wondering
Most wantin' a million and how you wantin' a hundred
I done done it, I done done it
I done done it, I done done it

Up and down like a 6 - 4, party bumpin' hot dro
Droppin' tops and way more, hot like a car show
Y'all know how we do, keep it true, no see through
Now I gotta roll it and and we about to roll

Up, up, up and down like a 6 - 4, party bumpin' hot dro
Droppin' tops and way more, hot like car show
Y'all know how we do, keep it true, no see through
Now I gotta roll it and and we got to roll out, out, out

She keep me spinnin' like them blades on my rims man
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in man
She keep it bumpin up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show

She keep me spinnin'
Baby can I ride with you
Ride ride ride ride
Feel so good

She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show

She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show

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Grown Woman - Lyrics - Growing Pains - Mary J Blige

Title: Grown Woman
Album: Growing Pains
Artist: Mary J Blige
Composer(s): Mary J. Blige, Christopher Bridges, Dejion Madison, Terius Youngdell Nash

Lyric:
M.J.B!
M.J.B!
M.J.B!
M.J.B!

Now who you talkin? to? Baby I'm grown
Now who you talkin? to? Baby I'm grown
Now who you talkin? to? Baby I'm grown
Who you talkin' to? Baby I'm grown, hey!

Got what you want
Got what you need
Got what you want
Got what you need

Got what you want
Got what you need
Got what you want
Got what you need

Michael Kors gear on and Valentino
Yves St. Laurent, platforms Malandrino
Full length sable, way down to the carpet
Look good on the mannequin but wait until I rock it

I gotcha lookin' at me, wanna pat me like the police
The FDNY can't put out the fire on me
I got what you want and what you need is all in me
I'm a grown woman, baby, can't you see?

(Keep callin')
Keep callin' me, callin' me, callin' me baby
(Oh, keep callin')
Keep callin' me, callin' me, callin' me baby
(Oh, keep, keep, keep, keep callin')
Keep callin' me, callin' me, callin' me baby
Keep callin' me, callin' me, M.J.B!

Got what you want
Got what you need
Got what you want
Get it from me

Got what you want
Got what you need
Got what you want
Got what you need

Now, tell your sister that you in love with a grown woman
Tell your brother you in love with a grown woman
Tell your daddy you in love with a grown woman
Tell your mama you in love with a grown woman

I wear these Seven jeans but baby they don't wear me
I keep it covered up, uh, ?cause I'm a lady
I know how to show a little somethin?, somethin?
You can't see what's under there ?cause I'm a grown woman

I'm so sexy, remain a mystery
?Cause everybody always want what they can't see
And what they can't have and what they can't grab
And what they can't buy and baby that's me!

Keep callin' me, callin' me, callin' me baby
Keep callin' me, callin' me, callin' me baby
Keep callin' me, callin' me, callin' me baby
Keep callin' me, callin' me, M.J.B!

Luda! I ain't lyin? I think I'm in love with a grown woman
She stay stuntin? got sweet lovin? and homecookin?
Been known to make her moan ?til the break of dawn
A little lady in the street but at home I give her a grown whuppin?

Yeah! I hit the jeweler and make a chain
Flawless white diamonds and I put that on e'rythang
Mami stylin?, she knows how to accessorize
And we some stairmasters, I make her get her exercise

With your sexy thighs, body got me mesmerized
Little boys is scurred and other guys be petrified
But I can handle it, scramble it and dismantle it
Manage to get managed before I late night candle it

Blow 'em out, show 'em out and show 'em how it's done
And ain't no need to venture out and she's my only one
Yep, I love my grown woman and she love me back
Made me a grown ass man, now what you think of that?

Now keep-keep-keep-keep, keep-keep it right there
Now keep-keep-keep-keep, keep-keep it right there
Now keep-keep-keep-keep, keep-keep it right there
Now keep-keep-keep-keep, keep-keep it right there

Got what you want
Got what you need
Got what you want
Get it from me

Got what you want
Got what you need
Got what you want
Got what you need

Now tell your sister that you in love with a grown woman
Tell your brother you in love with a grown woman
Tell your daddy you in love with a grown woman
Tell you mama you in love with a grown woman

I got, got the mojo
I got, got the mojo
I got, got the mojo
I got, got the mojo

I got my mojo back, my mojo back
I got my mojo back, my mojo back
I got my, hey, I got it

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My Humps - Lyrics - Monkey Business - Black Eyed Peas

Title: My Humps
Album: Monkey Business
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): William Adams, David Payton

Lyric:
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump

My hump my hump, my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps
Check it out

I drive these brothers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ICEEs

Dolce &Gabbana
Fendi and Adonna
Karen, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin'

Fly gear but I ain't askin'
They say they love my ass ?n
Se7en Jeans, True Religion
I say no, but they keep givin'

So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating

My love, my love my love my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump my hump my hump
My humps they got you

She's got me spendin'
(Oh)
Spendin' all your money on me
And spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'
(Oh)
Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump

What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream

'Cos of my hump, my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump, my lovely lady lumps
Check it out

I met a girl down at the disco
She said, ?Hey, hey, hey yea let's go?
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
And let's spend time, not money

I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff
Milky, milky cocoa
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky right

They say I'm really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They always standing next to me
Always dancing next to me

Tryin' a feel my hump, hump
Lookin' at my lump, lump
You can look but you can't touch it
If you touch it I'ma start some drama

You don't want no drama
No, no drama, no no no no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy
You ain't my man, boy
I'm just tryn'a dance boy
And move my hump

My hump, my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump

My lovely lady lumps
My lovely lady lumps
My lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front
My lovin' got you

She's got me spendin'
(Oh)
Spendin' all your money on me
And spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'
(Oh)
Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump

What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump

What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work

She's got me spendin'
(Oh)
Spendin' all your money on me
And spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'
(Oh)
Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me

So real
So real
So real
?

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I'Ll Keep Right On Lovin' You - Lyrics - Wilburn Brothers

Title: I'Ll Keep Right On Lovin' You
Artist: Wilburn Brothers
Composer(s): Don Helms, Buddy Mize

Lyric:
Turn your head each time that we meet
Treat me like a stranger on the street
Do a million things to make me blue
But I'll keep right on lovin' you

Go on bein' gone when I call
Makin' me the biggest fool of all
Hurt me anyway that you want to
But I'll keep right on lovin' you

Yes, I ought to tell you, you're wastin' your time
For there's only one to love for this heart of mine
Love me or leave me whatever you do
I'll keep right on lovin' you

You know what it takes to make me cry
Even tell me it's our last goodbye
Go as far away as you want to
But I'll keep right on lovin' you

Yes, I ought to tell you
I'll keep right on lovin' you

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