When She Gets Close To Me - Lyrics - Billy Currington - Billy Currington

Title: When She Gets Close To Me
Album: Billy Currington
Artist: Billy Currington
Composer(s): Billy Currington, Michael Gerald Lunn, Marla Cannon-Goodman

Lyric:
Like a summer breeze floating across the water
Softer than a whisper on my skin
I can't begin to tell you how it moves me
It's so intense I burn within

When she gets close to me my emotions break free
And I just wanna hold on to her permanently
It's like nothing else my heart has ever felt
It's unbelieveably heavenly when she gets close to me

She walks across the room just like an angel
And I get that funny feeling deep inside
Pulls up a chair and sits down at the table
I come to laugh whoa there's nothing like

When she gets close to me my emotions break free
And I just wanna hold on to her permanently
It's like nothing else my heart has ever felt
It's unbelieveably heavenly when she gets close to me

Woah no one has ever touched me like this
Set me on fire with just one sweet gentle kiss
Amazing that's what it is

When she gets close to me my emotions break free
And I just wanna hold on to her permanently
It's like nothing else my heart has ever felt
It's unbelieveably heavenly when she gets close to me

Anywhere close to me, when she gets close to me

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Silly Girl - Lyrics - Murs

Title: Silly Girl
Artist: Murs
Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford, Nick Carter, Valerie Simpson, Josephine Armstead, Joe Griffin, Patrick Douthit

Lyric:
You know what?
Yeah, the lil', lil', lil' stuff between your legs ain't gon' keep me
And neither is you callin' me every five minutes
Like you need to know what, what I be doin'

I'm at where I'm at and I'ma be where I'ma be
And that's about all you need to know
And you need to use your inside voice when you talk to me
'Cause all that raisin your voice with me in front of your friends

In the car and your cell phone and it, it, it's not hot, it's not cute
It's not gettin' you anywhere and it's about to get you fired
So, calm it down

She thought that makin' me wait was the way to get me hooked
Now fellas, we all know the oldest trick in the book
What you do you wait around, waitin' 'til she breaks down
One day at the crib, she gon' let you break ground

Soon found out she was so real wit it
One year, no love, man, who would deal wit it?
Me, I fell for it, romancin', financin'
A couple years back I woulda told you there was no chance in hell

But, oh well, here I was
That's how it be when you're fallin' in
I wouldn't say that, maybe it was
Them trips to the gentleman's club, oh well

That got me feelin' I was givin' but I wasn't gettin' back
Man, that story 'bout that cow and that milk ain't a fact
'Cause if you wait too long, the milk goes sour
And I like my love hot, no more cold showers so

Silly little girl, simple little girl
You didn't want me when I wanted you, you
I'm on to other girls, I don't want you in my world
And there's not a single thing that you can do, do

You're playin' on my phone and you won't leave me alone
I think it's finally time for you to get a clue, clue
You told all your friends about the time we used to spend
Now I'm 'bout to run it all throughout your crew, crew

Ooh, I called Pam, you know the one that always liked me
You tried to tell her that I had the drip, just to spite me
But she didn't buy it, guess what, was down to try it
And we did a lot more than kiss, I can't deny it

I took her to the Hyatt, tie her to the [Incomprehensible]
And took Tasha to the Hyatt, oh yeah, I went there again
And starin' in my windows is just not hot
Always thought you was a freak, never knew you liked to watch

And I'ma call the cops next time you come to my job
And my new girlfriend, she from the hood, she down to squab
And when she take out them earrings, crunch time, punch time
Believe me, I know, let me tell you 'bout this one time

I came home late, didn't call, wait that's not the point
She gets another fight, she's goin' back to the joint
So, don't waste her time, we both know you can't fight
Now quit hidin' in them bushes and go home, goodnight

Silly little girl, simple little girl
You didn't want me when I wanted you, you
I'm on to other girls, I don't want you in my world
And there's not a single thing that you can do, do

You're playin' on my phone and you won't leave me alone
I think it's finally time for you to get a clue, clue
You told all your friends about the time we used to spend
Now I'm 'bout to run it all throughout your crew, crew

Yo, I knew this silly chick was diggin' me
I said I had a girl but if you keep it on the low
Then you can get with me, see, I done switched the game up
Now she ask when I'ma leave her
You know the answer last time that came up

Why you keep stressin', just keep undressin'
This a headache I swear, I never learned my lesson
Told myself about these undercover dealings, why?
'Cause these silly chicks end up always catchin' feelings

And what I'm 'sposed to do
When a late night freak in the Jeep end up gettin' a lil' close to you
Close to who, close to me?
Nah, my lil' thing on the side, this ain't how it's supposed to be

Supposed to hit it, quit it, hit it again
Chill for a while then flip it again
But she started actin', crazy, I split to the end
She told the girls how I get down, now I'm hittin' her friend

Silly little girl, simple little girl
You didn't want me when I wanted you, you
I'm on to other girls, I don't want you in my world
And there's not a single thing that you can do, do

You're playin' on my phone and you won't leave me alone
I think it's finally time for you to get a clue, clue
You told all your friends about the time we used to spend
Now I'm 'bout to run it all throughout your crew, crew

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Got Me A Model - Lyrics - R.L.

Title: Got Me A Model
Artist: R.L.
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Damon E. Thomas, Robert Huggar, Jermaine Dupri, Bryan Michael Cox, Harvey Jr. Mason

Lyric:
R.L., E-Dub
Huh huh Def Squad
So so Def

Yo peep the game two industry kids
One of us contagious like Mr. Biggs
Two never fib
True, rest at crib
Live, with a model chick and one kid
You ain't trill, you pimp still
With no game, buying them chicks with small fame, yeah
I'm here boy to bust your bubble
R.L., J.D. and me? I'm E double

Everybody, they ask me
Who they girl? As she walks past them
She's mine though, and she knows that I'll never let her go
So she grabs my hand, let's all the fellas know that I'm her man
She pulls me close and dances slow
Then whispers in my ear let's go
We can do whatever it is that you wanna do
As long as I can spend my whole night with you
Jump in, my whip, and go back to my crib for some touching

It's a nice body
(I got me a model)
She can't look like a shorty
(I got me a model)
Baby knows how to party
(I got me a model)
I gotta tell somebody
(I got me a model)

She ain't level headed
(I got me a model)
Thinkin' bow legged
(I got me a model)
That's why ain't Mama trickin'
(I got me a model)
Fellas get to listen
(I got me a model)

Check
She's bangin', tonight
I'm speaking of this girl of mine
She got me, no lie
I think I found the love of my life

So sexy, so fly
Ease the way to my six parked outside
She wants me, it's time
Then she looks me in my eyes and says
(Let's go)
We can do whatever it is that you wanna do
As long as I can spend my whole nights with you
Jump in, my whip, and go back to my crib for some touching

It's a nice body
(I got me a model)
She can't look like a shorty
(I got me a model)
Baby knows how to party
(I got me a model)
I gotta tell somebody
(I got me a model)

She ain't level headed
(I got me a model)
Thinkin' bow legged
(I got me a model)
That's why ain't Mama trickin'
(I got me a model)
Fellas get to listen
(I got me a model)

She's a chick who you speak to
I let her freak too
Put your hands up high let me know I speak true
I'm a tell you, what you gon' do
Don't you dare let her lose
Listen when she tell you

Ayo it's me again
Erick Sermon
Say ah that's my friend
When I walk by haters cringe
I shine like rims
When I rock they gets ugly like Bubba Sparxxx and Tim
Plus when I come through, got my chick with me

Brown skin 5' 10 a buck 50
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout
And Michael Johnson jumpin' out the gate
Chill she says
We can do whatever it is that you wanna do
As long as I can spend my whole night with you
Jump in, my whip, and go back to my crib for some touching

It's a nice body
(I got me a model)
She can't look like a shorty
(I got me a model)
Baby knows how to party
(I got me a model)
I gotta tell somebody
(I got me a model)

She ain't level headed
(I got me a model)
Thinkin' bow legged
(I got me a model)
That's why ain't Mama trickin'
(I got me a model)
Fellas get to listen
(I got me a model)

It's a nice body
(I got me a model)
She can't look like a shorty
(I got me a model)
Baby knows how to party
(I got me a model)
I gotta tell somebody
(I got me a model)

She ain't level headed
(I got me a model)
Thinkin' bow legged
(I got me a model)
That's why ain't Mama trickin'
(I got me a model)
Fellas get to listen
(I got me a model)

Check
I got me a model
I got me a model
I got me a model
I got me a model
Check

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Think I'M Crazy - Lyrics - The Sound of Revenge - Chamillionaire

Title: Think I'M Crazy
Album: The Sound of Revenge
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Gert Yvonne M Bettens, Nsilo Reddick, Sarah Bettens, Hakeem T Seriki, Nicholas W Sherwood

Lyric:
I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her
The name of my record company
(Oh you're a Sanger)
I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer

Oh you that guy they talking 'bout when they be whisperin', ain't cha
Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger
Heard the rumors how you're always in trouble or danger
Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to explain sir
You do have a right to be, you seem like you're nice to me
And like you're gonna buy me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?

I tell the boy the same Hennessey on ice for me
Her drink starts emptying as she's pouring out her life to me
Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be
And invite me to a session of her life
And she seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me
She pulls out her picture phone, "I got pictures, would you like to see?"

I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell
Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity sell
We never met is the story that my memory tells
Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennessey well

Getting into it, getting intimate and into details
See, I just met you and you showing me your kids
Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids
Then who's in this picture? Man, let you show you just who it is

I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel
She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't hang a
Round a part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger
'Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see

She said she wasn't married but the rings on her finger
Told me she was langin' and using the same uh
Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her
Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her

I bump into this dime, he told me that he used to know you
He told me about the loyalty and love he used to show you
He said what he said with a passion like it was so true
Wouldn't take advantage of the fact
That the listeners didn't really know you

There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you
She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around
I find that photo, I'm like, "Oh no there's some trouble in town"
I turn around as these two officers is coming in now

They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down
So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground
So close that they can listen to either of us now
We turn back around and she says no need for whispering
Then she tells me that

I don't really give a damn whose listening
Try to make it last a long time was my mission
And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were never missing him

I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now
You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud
And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how
It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile
She said

Pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was foul
Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses a smile's power
Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour
So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower

Damn what do you mean?
(Couldn't tell you that I missin' him)
I don't understand what you're saying, how did you get rid of him?
She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him

She stops, ay keep talkin' I'm listening
(I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing)
Henny spilling then she tell me
(For real and I got the feeling of what I'm feeling
Is that I wanted to kill him)

Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villain
The poison's getting louder, the moral is getting clearer
The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her, told me
(It was protection, reached for it in the stash)

The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass
Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at least
Baby I think you crazy, sorry I'm pressing for time
I gotta go grind, time's putting to resting
Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing

That this conversation is two types of evil confession
And she pulls a clearer picture, it's my damn ex-best friend
How you know him? She told me she was with him at his house
Watching movies on Sundays when they be chilling

And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feeling was the worst feeling that she could possibly be feeling
Stood up and then I yelled out, "Why in the hell did you kill him?"
I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy

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Give You All I Got - Lyrics - Allure

Title: Give You All I Got
Artist: Allure
Composer(s): J C Olivier, T Robinson, G Pearson, S Barnes, C Woods

Lyric:
Yo, met this piece by the name of Sharise
She had a fly 190 resting in Jones Beach
You know when we be kickin? everyday cliche
Yo boo, can I poly with you?

What? Make my day
She threw her chin up in the air
Said, "Yeah"
Your style is played out black like last year

What do you mean, ha?
You know what I mean Dunn
Calling me Dunn had me open like I was the one
What did I have on God Guard or Claiborne

You know you had that rugged type of shit on Raekwon
Maybe I?ll talk a bit, kick a few words and shit
But you drove off in some Nissan phat shit

Givin? me bad looks, lookin? like made crooks
If I was a purse downtown I woulda been took
Yeah, from rosters, but you look like mobsters
Smokin' that weed had me nauseous like Rastus

When we?re together
You blow my mind, ah huh
You have a way about ya
That keeps me satisfied
(Whatcha want?)
All I want to do is give you all I got

If I give you all I got would you be there for me, baby? All I got
And if I keep you close to me would you give me everything I need
The way I want it to be? That?s how it should be
I wanna be there for you, boy, in every way
I just gotta tell you how you take my breath away
Oh, I wanna let you know

When you walked into my life, walked into my life
I get this feeling you brought my world alive
And I?m going crazy, my head is in a daze
And you amaze me, boy, why don?t you stay?

If I give you all I got would you be there for me, baby? All I got
And if I keep you close to me would you give me everything I need
The way I want it to be? That?s how it should be
I wanna be there for you, boy, in every way
I just gotta tell you how you take my breath away
Oh, I wanna let you know

Yo, she?s a fly fabulous bird
From out of nowhere
We bungalow dolo in low gear
Free parabola, the whole year

Now acknowledge me God mentality, fly formality
Cut out on me and kidnapping half of your salary
We movin? like this, for real now
Shut down your will power, flower

Whatever you doing, don?t respect ours
Slidin? my work to the next man
Still I?m givin? you props
Now gets your karats on the next hand

When you walked into my life, walked into my life
I get this feeling you brought my world alive
And I?m going crazy, my head is in a daze
And you amaze me, boy, why don?t you stay?

If I give you all I got eould you be there for me, baby? All I got
And if I keep you close to me would you give me everything I need
The way I want it to be? That?s how it should be
I wanna be there for you, boy, in every way
I just gotta tell you how you take my breath away
Oh, I wanna let you know

If I give you all I got would you be there for me, baby? All I got
And if I keep you close to me would you give me everything I need
The way I want it to be? That?s how it should be
I wanna be there for you, boy, in every way
I just gotta tell you how you take my breath away
Oh, I wanna let you know

If I give you all I got would you be there for me, baby? All I got
And if I keep you close to me would you give me everything I need
The way I want it to be? That?s how it should be
I wanna be there for you, boy, in every way
I just gotta tell you how you take my breath away
Oh, I wanna let you know
...

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Drips - Lyrics - The Eminem Show - Eminem

Title: Drips
Album: The Eminem Show
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Marshall Mathers, Jeff Bass, Denaun M Porter, Obie Trice

Lyric:
Obie, yo I'm sick
Damn, you straight dog?

That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
All these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be getting sick
That's how dicks' be getting drips
Falling victim's to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fucking chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time

Yo, I woke up, fucked up off the liquor I drunk
I hadda bag of the skunk, one and last night's tunk
Pussy residue was on my penis, Denise, from the cleaners
Fucked me good, you should've seen us
Big booty bitch, switch unbearable
French role styling, body like a stallion
Sizing up the figure, while my shit gettin' bigger
Debating on to fuck her, do I wanna be a nigga

Caressing this bitch, plus I'm checking out them tits
Sipping on that fine shit, I ain't use to buying
I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
Like taking ho's money, but that's another story
For surely your pussy on toast, after we toast
Our clothes fell like bishop and juice
The womb beater, clean pussy eater, inserting my john
In that spot hotter than the hottest block, don't stop

Response I got when I was knocking it
Clocks steading ticking, kinky finger licking
The cannon, seen us at my temple when she moans
I gotta slow down before I cum soon
And work that nigga, like a slave owner
When I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to bone her
She foaming at the lips, the ones between the hips
Pubic hair's looking like some sour cream dip

Without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though
Pussy tighter than conditions of his black folks
Being a vinyl stretched, the last part of sex
I bust a fat ass nut then I woke up next
Like, what the fuck is going on here?
This bitch evaporated, pussy and all just picked up and vacated
And now I'm frustrated 'cause my dick was unprotected
And doctor Wesley telling me I ain't really got that shit, fuck

That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
All these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be getting sick
That's how dicks' be getting drips
Falling victim's to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fucking chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time

Now I don't wanna hit no women when this chicks got it coming
Someone better get this bitch before she gets kicked in the stomach
And she's pregnant, but she's egging me on, begging me to throw her
Off the steps on this porch, my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But whys she shoving me for doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she hugging me four minutes ago at the door?

Man I'm this close to going toe to toe with this whore
What would you do if she was telling you she wants a divorce
She's having another baby in a month and it's yours
And you found it isn't 'cause this bitch has been visiting
Someone else and sucking his dick and kissing you on the lips
When you get back to Michigan, now the plot has thickened 'n worse
'Cause you feel like you've been sticking your fucking dick in a hurse

So you're paranoid at every little cold that you get
Ever since they sold you this shit, you've been holding your dick
So you go to the clinic, sweating every minute you're in it
Then the doctor comes out looking like Dennis the menace
And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby, it's AIDS
He ain't even gotta to call in you the office to say it
So you jet back home, 'cause you gone get that ho

When you see her, you're gonna bend her fucking neck back yo
'Cause you love her, you never would've expect that blow
Obie told you to scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe this bitch works at the cleaner's
Bringing me home diseases swinging from Obie's penis
She's so deceiving, shit this ho's a genius, she geed us

That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
All these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be getting sick
That's how dicks' be getting drips
Falling victim's to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fucking chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time

I'm busy, yeah, fuck these bitches
Fuck em all, get money
Ha, shady records
Wow, Obie Trice
Eminem mother fucker
New millennium shit, yeah
Turn this shit off, turn this shit the fuck off

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Stop Jockin Me - Lyrics - Ultramagnetic Mc'S

Title: Stop Jockin Me
Artist: Ultramagnetic Mc'S
Composer(s): B Dinky, Patrick Miller, Trevor Randolph, Keith Matthew Thornton, William S Patterson, Maurice Smith, Cedric Miller, Timothy J Blair

Lyric:
Hello
Hey, hey woman, where was you at last night?

Ahh, yeah
Right about now we're gonna get into somethin' real smooth
This is the story about a man and a woman
The man tried to kick, the woman fronts
He gets large, now she wants
Let's look in on the story as this man's tellin' this girl, about herself
Yeah

See girl, you look stupid now
And I gotta tell you somethin' straight in your face
You played yourself like a big-time toy from Mattel
Tryin' to flaunt the little bit of what you got

Why don't you go on over there and let him diss you again?
See your girlfriend's laughin' and lookin' at me at the same time
But right now I'm gettin' ready to wash my hands
And get all the dirt off, yeah

Back in the days, see you never had the time
To come to my house, and let me tell you that I rhyme
You always made excuses, such as
"I'm sleepin' right now, call me back," no never mind
'Cuz you and your friends are very hard to find

Lisa, Pamela, Angela, Renee
The girls who shoplift, and steal everyday
Lookin' for Benz's, food and a hamburger
Just to connive and rob a brother for cheese

That ain't right, girl, in your fantasy world
I call you once, you never dialed back
Twice, you never dialed back
Saturday morning, live, I'm on Soul Train

Talkin' to Don Cornelius
Saturday night, my phone rings
Saturday night, I won't answer
Saturday night, my phone rings again
Saturday night, I don't answer

Finally, I cold screened the call, hello?
"Hello? Hey Keith, it's me, baby, I miss you
Where you been at all this time? Whatchu been doin'?
Hey, you think we can hang out tonight?
Y'know, we really gotta talk
You still workin' in the grocery store?" Please
Stop jockin' me, girl

Stop jockin me, girl
(You're jockin me, baby)
Stop jockin me girl
(Slow down, you're clockin' me, baby)

Stop jockin me, girl
(You're jockin me, baby)
Stop jockin me, girl
(Yeah, you're jockin me, baby)

Ha ha ha hah
Here we have the same scenario, but different people
We have a young man who's been followed by a secret admirer
She too once fronted on the rap
Let's look in on his story and see what happens

Uh, uh, baby, you know what? You really need to check yourself
Yo, I find this is sad, that here we are in the 20th century
And y'know you still practicin' these primitive tactics
Y'know jockin a brother when he gets large
Check yourself, baby
Let me step over here and do my thing like this

Yo, B-boy comrades, this girl she keeps jockin me
Regardless what I say, she's constantly clockin' me
Houndin' me like a pest, callin' like she's obsessed
I tell her she'll never get me but she'll never let

The situation rest for a day or two
We're goin' on tour, Trev said, "I'll bet she'll follow you"
And boy, was he right, I know you're probably wonderin'
This girl like a groupie followed me into London

Show for show, state to state, night after night
Hotel to hotel, and even the airports
She tried to play me close
Now could you believe, she tried to play high-post

At one time, before I made a record
She wasn't sure it was me, so then, she had to check it
She turned on the video, show on the TV
She couldn't believe it was me on the big screen

Performin' the hit, yeah, the record was kickin' brother
From that day on, the girl, tried to smother me
Like a blanket, but I wasn't havin' it
I wasn't a grocery, and she wasn't baggin' it
So I took my time, looked her in the eye
And said, "Stop jockin me, girl"

Stop jockin me, girl, you're daily jockin me
(You're jockin me, baby)
Stop jockin me girl, ahh girl, you're a hooker
(You're jockin me, baby)

Stop jockin me, girl, girl, I can't, get with you
(You're jockin me, baby)
Stop jockin me, girl
(You're jockin me, baby)
Said won't ya get away from me

So there you have it, typical situation of jockin
First you fronted, now you want it
For all you girlies thinkin' about jockin' somebody
I suggest you don't do it, or you will get dissed
Peace out

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Runaway Love (Explicit) - Lyrics - Runaway Love - Ludacris

Title: Runaway Love (Explicit)
Album: Runaway Love
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Jamal Jones, Christopher Bridges, R Walters, Keri Lyn Hilson, Douglas Davis

Lyric:
Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this
Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Now little Lisa's only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Momma's always gone and she never met her daddy

Part of her is missin' and nobody'll listen
Momma's on drugs, gettin' *** up in the kitchen
Bringin' home men at different hours of the night
Startin' with some laughs, usually endin' in a fight

Sneakin' in her room when her momma's knocked out
Tryin' to have his way and little Lisa says ouch
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her

Lisa's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Nicole is only ten years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic step-dad always wanna strike her

Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions, she's makin' up excuses
Bleedin' on the inside, cryin' on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she's about

Her name is little Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day, lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block

Now Nicole's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops *** to get rid of all the pain
Plus she's havin' sex with her boy who's sixteen

Emotions run deep as she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin' no glove
Never thinkin' 'bout the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction

The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her momma would blow it all out of proportion
Plus she lives poor, so no money for abortion

Erica is stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
I'll run away with you
If you want me to

Yeah, I can only imagine what you goin' through, ladies
Sometimes I feel like runnin' away myself
So do me a favor right now and close your eyes
And picture us runnin' away together
When we come back, everything is gonna be okay
Open your eyes

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Now little Lisa's only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Momma's always gone and she never met her daddy

Part of her is missin' and nobody'll listen
Momma's on drugs, gettin' *** up in the kitchen
Bringin' home men at different hours of the night
Startin' with some laughs, usually endin' in a fight

Sneakin' in her room when her momma's knocked out
Tryin' to have his way and little Lisa says ouch
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her

Lisa's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Nicole is only ten years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic Step-dad always wanna strike her

Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions, she's makin' up excuses
Bleedin' on the inside, cryin' on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she's about

Her name is little Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day, lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block

Now Nicole's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops *** to get rid of all the pain
Plus she's havin' sex with her boy who's sixteen

Emotions run deep as she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin' no glove
Never thinkin' 'bout the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction

The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her momma would blow it all out of proportion
Plus she lives poor, so no money for abortion

Erica is stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
I'll run away with you
If you want me to

Yeah, I can only imagine what you goin' through, ladies
Sometimes I feel like runnin' away myself
So do me a favor right now and close your eyes
And picture us runnin' away together
When we come back, everythin' is gonna be okay
Open your eyes

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Runaway Love - Lyrics - Release Therapy - Ludacris

Title: Runaway Love
Album: Release Therapy
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Jamal Jones, Christopher Bridges, R Walters, Keri Lyn Hilson, Douglas Davis

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Lyric:
Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this
Yeah and it go a little somethin' like this

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Now little Lisa's only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Momma's always gone and she never met her daddy

Part of her is missin' and nobody'll listen
Momma's on drugs, gettin' *** up in the kitchen
Bringin' home men at different hours of the night
Startin' with some laughs, usually endin' in a fight

Sneakin' in her room when her momma's knocked out
Tryin' to have his way and little Lisa says ouch
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her

Lisa's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Nicole is only ten years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic step-dad always wanna strike her

Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions, she's makin' up excuses
Bleedin' on the inside, cryin' on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she's about

Her name is little Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day, lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block

Now Nicole's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops *** to get rid of all the pain
Plus she's havin' sex with her boy who's sixteen

Emotions run deep as she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin' no glove
Never thinkin' 'bout the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction

The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her momma would blow it all out of proportion
Plus she lives poor, so no money for abortion

Erica is stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
I'll run away with you
If you want me to

Yeah, I can only imagine what you goin' through, ladies
Sometimes I feel like runnin' away myself
So do me a favor right now and close your eyes
And picture us runnin' away together
When we come back, everything is gonna be okay
Open your eyes

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Now little Lisa's only nine years old
She's tryin' to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Momma's always gone and she never met her daddy

Part of her is missin' and nobody'll listen
Momma's on drugs, gettin' *** up in the kitchen
Bringin' home men at different hours of the night
Startin' with some laughs, usually endin' in a fight

Sneakin' in her room when her momma's knocked out
Tryin' to have his way and little Lisa says ouch
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her

Lisa's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Nicole is only ten years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic Step-dad always wanna strike her

Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions, she's makin' up excuses
Bleedin' on the inside, cryin' on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she's about

Her name is little Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day, lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block

Now Nicole's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady tryin' to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops *** to get rid of all the pain
Plus she's havin' sex with her boy who's sixteen

Emotions run deep as she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin' no glove
Never thinkin' 'bout the consequences of her actions
Livin' for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction

The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her momma would blow it all out of proportion
Plus she lives poor, so no money for abortion

Erica is stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that Hell is a place called home
Nothin' else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she 'bout to run away and never come back

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love
Runaway love, runaway love

Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
I'll run away with you
If you want me to

Yeah, I can only imagine what you goin' through, ladies
Sometimes I feel like runnin' away myself
So do me a favor right now and close your eyes
And picture us runnin' away together
When we come back, everythin' is gonna be okay
Open your eyes

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Isn'T It Cheap - Lyrics - Make It Good - A1

Title: Isn'T It Cheap
Album: Make It Good
Artist: A1
Composer(s): Terry Adams, Paul Marazzi, Chesney Hawkes

Lyric:
This punky club was spinnin' fores off a funky tee
I'm on the floor and she's watching me
Guess she was fine
With a head to thigh inspection, yeah

With my back against the wall I play it casually
Man I don't know but when she smiled at me
And started grindin' her arse on the horn of some dirty trumpet
I had to say somethin'

Camera shy, no style, gettin' it right
I said, ?I wanna take you home, tonight?
And she said

?Let me take you to a place I know
Right beside the dirty little picture
Love me if you like but I'm not what you need
Nothing comes for free
Isn't it cheap, isn't it cheap?"

As soon as she got me alone there was no, huh, hesitation
And she started takin' off all her clothes to Lady Paris singin'
And I was jackin' her up all night with a lethal injection
The way she almost put up a fight was so close to perfection

Tired eyes, no ties, turn on the light
I want to see what gets you hot and tonight
And she said

?Let me take you to a place I know
Right beside the dirty little picture
Love me if you like but I'm not what you need
And nothing comes for free
Isn't it cheap, isn't it cheap?"

Isn't it cheap when I'm down on my knees?
Talkin' sweet just to meet your demands
See your delight as you're stealin' my night
Just to play it straight in to my hands

Let me take you
Let me take you baby
Let me take you
C'mon and take me baby

Let me take you to a place I know
Right beside the dirty little picture
Love me if you like but I'm not what you need
Nothing comes for free

Let me take you to a place I know
Right beside the dirty little picture
Love me if you like, I'm not what you need
Nothing comes for free
Isn't it cheap, isn't it cheap?

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Hell Yeah - Lyrics - My Town - Montgomery Gentry

Title: Hell Yeah
Album: My Town
Artist: Montgomery Gentry
Composer(s): Jeffrey Steele, Craig Wiseman

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Lyric:
He works way too much for way too little
He drinks way too early till way too late
He hasn't had raise since New Years Day in eighty-eight
Gets trampled on by everyone 'cept when comes in here

Now he's a product of the Haggard generation
He's got a redneck side when you get him agitated
He got the gold tooth look from a stiff right hook
He's proud he took for his right wing stand on Vietnam

Says, ?he lost his brother there? he yells out, ?Johnny Cash?
And the band starts to play a 'Ring of Fire'
As he walks up and stands there by the stage
And he says

?Hell yeah, turn it up, right on
Hell yeah, sounds good, sing that song
Guitar man, play it all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me
Life was good, and love was easy?

She's got MBA and a plush corner office
She's got a don't mess with me attitude
She'll close the deal, she don't reveal that she can feel
The loneliness, the emptiness 'cept when she comes in here

And she's a product of the me generation
She got a rock and roll side when you get her agitated
She got the tattoo there on her derriere from a spring break dare
In Panama where love was all she thought shed ever need

She yells out to the band, ?now any Bruce Springsteen?
Then she jumps up on the bar
And she, and she starts to scream
She says

?Hell yeah, turn it up, right on
Hell yeah, sounds good, sing that song
Guitar man, play it all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me
Life was good, and love was easy?

Yeah, yeah, anything to get my mind off thinking 'bout
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Hey, hell, yeah

Hell yeah, turn it up, right on, right on
Hell yeah, sounds good, sing that song
Guitar man, play it all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me, life was good

Hell yeah, turn it up, right on
Hell yeah, sounds good, sing that song
Guitar man, play it all night long
Take me back to where the music hit me
Life was good, and love was easy

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Want U To Be - Lyrics - Back II Basics - Ginuwine

Title: Want U To Be
Album: Back II Basics
Artist: Ginuwine
Composer(s): Charles Pettaway, Johnta Austin, Phalon Alexander

Lyric:
Oh, yeah, you know what, baby, I've been meanin'
To tell you a lot of things ya know what I mean?
So much, so me, there's just some things
You need to know, you know what I mean?
Listen closely

Girl, your beauty, it could fill a book
Once glance, girl, is all it took
It ain't too hard to spot ya
I saw you from a mile away

Tell me, fellas, why she gotta be
The coldest thing that a playa see
I gotta do whatever try anything
It don't matter I gotta let her see

If there's a sign she's diggin' me enough
To make love on the first night
Then that's a good look
Can I be honest with you
I, I, I, girl, I want u to be

Better than you knew me, girl
I need your lovin' for me
Girl, I want u to be mine
With the quickness, skip the bullsh

Baby, you're gonna be
Better than ever
When you finally get my love
Inside your body
Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby, oh

Now the word is, nobody ever gets
Too close to talk to you for too long
All the gossip about you, it's all bad
'Cause the truth is that you've been needing

Good lovin' for a year and some months and some days
And some hours and some seconds
Baby, let me take your stress
Like a puff on the best from the west

And if you decide you're diggin' me enough
To make love on the first night
Then that's a good look
Can I be honest with you
I, I, I, I want U to be

Better than you knew me girl
I need your lovin' for me
Girl, I want u to be mine
With the quickness, skip the bullsh

Baby, you're gonna be
Better than ever
When you finally get my love
Inside your body
Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby, oh

Better than you knew me girl
I need your lovin' for me
Girl, I want u to be mine
With the quickness, skip the bullsh

Baby, you're gonna be
Better than ever
When you finally get my love
Inside your body

Yo, yo, if Marvin was here
He'd prolly do a lil' somethin' like this
Y'all listen

I'll give you love and affection
Girl, my sex is a blessin'
Lord, I said wow, you're marvelous
And let your love come down, don't be repressed

Yeah, baby, work so good like I knew you would
Yeah, baby, I'm at a loss for words
Now just pull your body close to mine

My love is gettin' closer to the sun as you go
The only thing that's left is to give you every bit shook up
Can we imagine, lay inside each other all night
Can I be honest, baby, I want u to be

Better than you knew me girl
I need your lovin' for me
Girl, I want u to be mine
With the quickness, skip the bullsh

Baby, you're gonna be
Better than ever
When you finally get my love
Inside your body
Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby, oh

Oh, gotta have you, gotta have you
Gotta have you, gotta have you, baby
Oh, gotta have you, gotta have you
Gotta have you, gotta have you, baby

Oh, gotta have you, gotta have you
Gotta have you, gotta have you, baby
Oh, peace

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Z - D'Evils - Lyrics - Reasonable Doubt - Jay

Title: Z - D'Evils
Album: Reasonable Doubt
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Shawn Carter, Chris Martin

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Lyric:
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
[Incomprehensible] mind, soul over body
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
Secret Society, tryin' to keep it [Incomprehensible]

Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
[Incomprehensible] mind, soul over body
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
I came down

This shit is wicked on these mean streets
None of my friends speak
We're all tryin' to win, but then again
Maybe it's for the best though
'Cause when they seein' too much
You know they tryin' to get you touched

Whoever said illegal was the easy way out
Couldn't understand the mechanics
An' the workings of the underworld, granted
Nine to five is how you survive, I ain't tryin' to survive
I'm tryin' to live it to the limit an' love it a lot

Life ills, poison my body
I used to say, ?Fuck mic skills?
I never prayed to God, I prayed to Gotti
That's right, it's wicked, that's life, I live it
Ain't askin' for forgiveness for my sins, ends

I break bread with the late heads
Pickin' they brains for angles
An' all the evils that the game'll do
It gets dangerous, money an' power is changin' us
An' now we're lethal, infected with D' Evils

Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
[Incomprehensible] mind, soul over body
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
Secret Society, tryin' to keep it [Incomprehensible]

Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
[Incomprehensible] mind, soul over body
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
I came down

We used to fight for building blocks
Now, we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killin'
The closest of friends when we first started
But grew apart as the money grew
An' soon grew black-hearted

Thinkin' back, when we first learned to use rubbers
He never learned, so in turn, I'm kidnappin' his baby's mother
My hand around her collar, feedin' her cheese
She said the taste of dollars was shitty, so I fed her fifties

About his whereabouts, I wasn't convinced
I kept feedin' her money 'til her shit started to make sense
Who could ever foresee
We used to stay up all night at slumber parties
Now I'm tryin' to rock his bitch to sleep

All the years we were real close
Now I see his fears through her tears
Know she's wishin' we were still close
Don't cry, it is to be, in time
I'll take away your miseries an' make 'em mine, D'Evils

Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
[Incomprehensible] mind, soul over body
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
Secret Society, tryin' to keep it [Incomprehensible]

Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
[Incomprehensible] mind, soul over body
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
I came down, I came down

My flesh, no nigga could test
My soul is possessed by D'Evils
In the form of diamonds an' Lexuses
The Exorcist got me doin' skits like Homie
You don't know me but the whole world owe me, strip

Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fuckin' life
So now I'm down for whatever, ain't nothin' nice
Throughout my junior high years, it was all friendly
But now this 'Higher learning' got the Remy in me

Liquors invaded my kidneys
Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me
I can't be held accountable, D'Evils beatin' me down, boo
Got me runnin' with guys, makin' Gs
Tellin' lies that sound true

Come test me, I never cower
For the love of money, son, I'm givin' lead showers
Stop screamin', you know the demon said it's best to die
An' even if Jehovah witness
Bet he'll never testify, D'Evils

Dear God, I wonder can you save me?
I came down, I came down, I came down

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Summer Nights - Lyrics - Lil' Rob

Title: Summer Nights
Artist: Lil' Rob
Composer(s): Robert Flores, John Stary

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Lyric:
I'm feeling good, feeling all right tonight
I'm feeling good now, it's all good in the neighborhood homes
Lil Rob, I feel good, I feel all right
Cruising through the neighborhood on a warm summer night
I feel good, that's right, I feel good now, summer nights

Summer days just sitting around
But when the sun goes down, I'll be ready to party
(Party)
Ain't nothing like them summer nights

Keep the top on drop while the girls looking hot
Hit the volo and we just don't stop
Party until the morning light
Ain't nothing like them summer nights

I just kicked it at home, I polished up the chrome
Call the ruca on the phone, let her know I'm home alone
Its seven thirty and the sun is going down
It's a summer night and the fun is going down

I picked her up and she looks all dolled up
(She looks good)
Sitting passenger in my rag impala
(Yeah)

I let her know she looks beautiful to me
The world is an ugly place but she's such a site to see
The kind of woman that would put up a fight for me
The kind that wants to spend summer nights with me

The temp was eighty and I'm cruising with my lady
Playing some Ralphie Pagan, oh, baby, baby
I see my home boys and they're cruising in their rides
(Hey, wassup homes)

With their ladies sitting by their side
People think we look crazy but I think we look classy
But then again thats only if you ask me

Summer days just sitting around
But when the sun goes down, I'll be ready to party
(Party)
Ain't nothing like them summer nights

Keep the top on drop while the girls looking hot
Hit the volo and we just don't stop
Party until the morning light
Ain't nothing like them summer nights

My home boys throwing a back yard boogie
So, every body gets together to unwind
Relax and have a fun time
The DJ is spinning so I grab the mic and be like
Ain't nothing like them summer nights

The party is packed with beautiful woman
And a gang of the homies that want to get with them
And they'll say anything just to hit 'em
And it's usually a nice summer night when they did 'em

I don't know, it must be something in the air
Can't help but have a good time because the feeling is there
To some people the feeling is rare
They're at the pad saying, "God dam, I wish I was there"

To have a drink, have a tok and hook up
With some one fine but the kind that looks up
Got to keep some pisto in the cup
Party until the sun comes up or we give up

Summer days just sitting around
But when the sun goes down Ill be ready to party
(Party)
Ain't nothing like them summer nights

Keep the top on drop while the girls looking hot
Hit the volo and we just don't stop
Party until the morning light
Ain't nothing like them summer nights

Them summer nights can keep a smile on your face
Gotta try to have a good time with your
Life otherwise, it's just a waste
Either way I'm gonna party, just in case

Like prince partied like it was 99, in 87, 88
I couldn't ask for no better weather
I'm right next to the Pacific to be specific
The candy paint job glows under the moon light
As I close out my summer night and say good night

It's time to put the top up and park it, drop it
Unplug the ground, roll up the windows and lock it
Walk into the pad and fall into bed
As she lays on my chest to rest her sleepy head

And we do this all night long, from dust till dawn
But it's not quite the same when summer nights are gone
But even when they're gone, it won't be long
Eight more months and once again it's on

Summer days just sitting around
But when the sun goes down Ill be ready to party
(Party)
Ain't nothing like them summer nights

Keep the top on drop while the girls looking hot
Hit the volo and we just don't stop
Party until the morning light
Ain't nothing like them summer nights

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Heart Over Mind - Lyrics - Lorrie Morgan

Title: Heart Over Mind
Artist: Lorrie Morgan
Composer(s): Bob Alan, Stan Munsey

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Lyric:
Well he walked into the room with his love de jour
She was a pony-tailed porcelain doll
She was draped on his arm like a fine mink fur
She was at his beck and call

"I couldn't hear a word" He said
But I've heard it all before
And like a rusty hinge on an eerie night
When you slowly close the door

He sent chills up and down, up and down my spine
He does it to me every time
It's just a case of heart over mind
And still, somehow, he gets to me
Well I ain't deaf and I ain't dumb or blind
It's just an elementary, simple case of heart over mind

Well, he walked into my life full of savior faire
Oh, the things he could say with a smile
And I fell in love on the spot, right there
Good Lord, that man had style

Now I know better then to take him back
But I'll take a second look
'Cause I still get weak when he walks my way
'Cause he sure did a body good

He sent chills up and down, up and down my spine
He does it to me every time
It's just a case of heart over mind
And still, somehow, he gets to me
Well I ain't deaf and I ain't dumb or blind
It's just an elementary, simple case of heart over mind

I've come to my senses
He ain't right for me
(He ain't right for me)
But he gets through my defenses
It's hard to believe

He sent chills up and down, up and down my spine
He does it to me every time
It's just a case of heart over mind
And still, somehow, he gets to me
Well I ain't deaf and I ain't dumb or blind
It's just an elementary, simple case of heart over mind
It's just an elementary, simple case of heart over mind

Heart over mind
Heart over mind
I know it's only heart over mind
Heart over mind
I know it's only heart over mind

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