Lyrics:
could call, and accept that, be no other
Science as it might, disappear correspond with colour
Chance is the fruit, will outlive, what is now
Yeah, yeah-ah
Yeah, yeah-ah, ah
Is there a place where I can hide away?
Red lips, French-kiss my worries all away
There must be a sweeter place
ever could be
Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows
The beat starts gettin' into your toes
You start poppin' your fingers and stompin'
were suppose to be forever and ever
Now instead of being in love
Its like we are use to each other
How could we do this to each other
We use to ride for
ever could be
Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows
The beat starts gettin' into your toes
You start poppin' your fingers and stompin'
so true
When it's shared by two instead of one
When you said you love me (when you said you love me)
We could not be parted (we could not be
cup
My mind goes round like a roundabout
Whistles and sings
Darker than darkest night
Sweeter than spring
Nigga hold up, what is this?
You ain't
Woman: Oh, if only I could. That's what I want more than anything in the world, but it could never be...
Man: Of course it can...
Woman: But my father
play the Halloweenie"
I'd get no pay, but that's okay, I'd see myself on screen
This could be the break for me, what a lucky Halloween
The moral of this
with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my
me what you need
look baby I know we're far from perfect
the game and the money, they could take it it's worthless
i know it's hard to deal with my
Summer spent
With Laine by the pool
Doing nothing but it was fine
I think we hang out too much
But I want to see her all the time
My eyes are welling
with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my
P man
How you doin' man? My name is Frankie Anto, man
But my friends, they call me Frank B
Oh word man? Nice to meet you, man
So yo man E, what
P man
How you doin' man? My name is Frankie Anto, man
But my friends, they call me Frank B
Oh word man? Nice to meet you, man
So yo man E, what
if there could be other life
But Father Brown was adamant
No way it could be true
He said I'd stop these sinful fantasies if I were you
Look at Frankie
to be free
We Black and beautiful people
Take note when we speak
We Black and beautiful people
We always gone sing
The Blacker the Berry
The sweeter
I could never be loved by anyone sweeter than you
And I could never belong to anyone sweeter than you
With you to stand beside me, I'll never be
Frankie J, Slim Thugga and Fresh (Slim Thugga)
[Slim Thug]
I got my eyes on you baby from yea feet up to ya head
A perfect night it'd be if I could
Frankie be out on the streets
He running this shit
You cant question my fitness
Gone off the shit
Stagger and shit
You cant question my litness
I could never be loved by anyone sweeter than you
And I could never belong to anyone sweeter than you
With you to stand beside me, I'll never be
back together and it won't be the same
What your aim is it to cause me more pain
Heartbreak suzie playing with my mind (mm) (mmm)
Heartbreak suzie
love me like this?
I said I never knew just what I missed
How could you love me like this?
And it gets sweeter (sweeter baby)
Sweeter as the days go
His example sets a precedent for me
Because the sweetest gift we ever could receive
Arose from what appeared to be bitter defeat
The bitterness, Lord,
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