'm choking back the anger As I'm hanging up the phone You just called to let me know You're doing fine Another civil conversation I never raised my voice
Three waitresses all wearing black diamond earrings Talking about zombies and Singapore slings No trouble in their faces not one anxious voice None of
the office win every year They come back with secrets and cheap souvenirs They beg her to go, they say you don't know what you're missing But her boyfriend
sweet and tender but she didn't even see me at all, no She looked so nice, she smelled so fine, oh how I wished that Kendra was mine five foot one, and
track We often gotta look for the path These problems, are the good ones to have [Slug: Verse 1] Nobody wanna struggle at home Bass in his voice, trouble
words to my song VERSE 2: And when the party starts I'm in the corner actin' smart Spittin' game at your girl just to take your world apart. I hang
I said by the way baby what's your name? She said I go by the name of Lois Lane And you could be my boyfriend you truly can Just let me cut my boyfriend
story you'll say it's aight though Yo yo yo yo Cool V, why don't you give me a cue One more cue, and then I'm ready to go in [Verse One] Don't you like
Wizzle) Back to the pad when we gon do it all night Yes baby girl, just you and me And we can do the freaky things you like And I swear to God your boyfriend
a hanging case. [Roxie Hart] Hanging? [Martin Harrison] - I'm ready to go to the jury tomorrow. [Roxie Hart] Wait a minute, what do you mean hanging
my warmth and tender love (Baby, let me hold you in my arms) (And give you all the sweet and the charm) You really don't like how your boyfriend flex
STICK ONE IN THIS TIME. COMPANY IT ISN'T A RELIGION IT'S MORE IMPORTANT. SACRED HOLY AND DIVINE. THREE NIL! NICE ONE UNITED WE'RE ALL DELIGHTED.
your hair break it down but am I really the one that is the nerd that nerdy guy's got his arm around you that ain't fair because of him to you my voice
The Festival is over and the strings of coloured lights are blowing crazy in the coming wind One bulb comes loose, shatters on the ground The empty streets
trying to figure out Why I feel so isolated I have my friends But don't have much time for them I have my house A tiny pocket in my luggage I have my boyfriend
Me We Was Meant For Each Other Like Remotes And Tv , So I Had To Approach You And Then Drop A Little Speach When You Replied Back Your Voice Sounded