So many years spent running away How many times I wished I could stay Too much emotion, a hole in my heart Feeling alone since we've been apart and If
Clap, clap, clap, clap If you need a fix, yeah If you need a fix, baby, I got it And you say Blackstreet, and you say Clap your hands, just clap your
"I'm sorry" "Now you can say it" "What am I suppose to say?" "Chris is so cute" "But you're on Blanche, you're on" "Fasten your seatbelts darling, it'
Chea..Aye Put One In They Head..2x This that club shit straight thug shit this that beat a nigga ass in the club shit. Jays laced up game faced up
I can take one heart that's been misused Take two eyes been cryin' the blues Kiss your lips and then count to three Make you forget every man but me
Love for the party, love for the nation And love for the fix, for the fabrication And love for the corpse, for the corporation Love for the death and
Body crusher, 360 muncher, burnin' out on the power trip, Two-faced interragation, hell, liar, liar, panties on fire, Razor blade in the hand, rage
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in And stops my mind from wandering Where it will go I'm filling the cracks that ran though the door And kept my
Fix, it's true Keeps on rainin', baby It's all crystalline Your word in my head Gonna watch from the balcony Sing backwards and we Fix, it's true Keeps
Back in Hollywood today, Technicolor turned to gray The altered senses were the primary impulse Drinking whiskey everyday, smoking second thoughts away
well it's come undone looks like i'll have to fake it seems like i do that anyway admit to no control i thought with time i'd get better i am temporary
And I feel like I'm fixing to live again To love again I feel like I'm home And I feel just like I know myself once more When you walked out the door
I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FIX IT Writers Bill Anderson, Steve Wariner RECORDED BY STEVE WARINER AND BY WILDFIRE She brought some perfume from Paris And I bought
im growing up im working on these flaws of mine im letting go of pride and shedding this disguise im facing all the facts, im trying to improve im cleaning
There's nothing like the feeling at the boarding gate Not sure I'll ever get used to that one Now I see her, now she's gone Then I turn and go away Then
swagga in place now let me get to it im badder that your nigga and the nigga's next to him I do me bitch, what are you doin teardrop tune got you bitches
(Featuring Lonestar's Richie McDonald) She wrote I feel just like that painting Collecting dust on the wall And every day you walk right by me And don
She's looking in the mirror She's fixing her hair And I touch my head to feel What isn't there She's humming a melody We learned in grade school She'
