I miss you more than you even know, more than you probably care More than I ever show to you, my dear at least in words alone And how does it make you
Vertaling: Tussen die bome. Miss You.
what I'm missing, won't you Tell me - 'cause you know I'm gonna listen Tantalize me with the fruit of your tree Tempt me Tempt me Each time you smile as you
's how I feel about you Yeah, that's how I feel about you? She said, ?What??, he said, ?You? She said, ?What are you talking about?? He said, ?You? ?
Zu You know what to do, freaky sucky sucky Won't you show the crew how you play wit' the monkey Let him see you don't fake it, and you can take it It'
up, little soldier Stiffen up that upper lip, what you cryin' about? You got me Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad When I'm
bout it partner Yo bitch stay talkin and you steady eavesdropping [Verse 2: Fiend] Rolling trees can do something for you No matter what you be goin
sex, drugs, and murder so when you play the role of the timeless inserter I'm sorry if you're 85 and you would have preferred a album full of ignorance
Baby ima sing a song When you ring... When I ring... My phone Ya phone {Verse 1 Miss B} Oh yeah you know the deal its Miss Behavin baby And im just being real you
on Do you take this man to be you lawfully wedded husband In sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer For better or for worse, 'til death do you part? I do Do you
type of chick you only see in fantasies The type of chick you would kill for to get between the knees Yo, I made time to chill with Miss Portuguese Would you
nerve, reach out and touch my kind Open up your photo album man and I bet you find Folks that passed away, potnahs that been blasted away I miss you
A swollen sun melting in the horizon Between the sheets where I wait for her to come A living flame, impossible to resist Burning me deep with every
I said, "How would you know and what would it matter anyway?" Well she says, "You just don't seem like you do." I said "You're way wrong." She says "
if you're a true believer fall to the floor if you're feelin it Throw your hands in the air if you're a true believer fall to the floor if you're feelin
the percussion factor of forever, if you must count To keep the beat then count Find you mantra and awaken your subconscious Curve you circles counterclockwise
hear all about all the things you're doing And make up for lost time Tell you what I've been through, laugh like we always do God, I've been missing you
