that melody, sugar Just as long as we're together Oh baby, every thing's alright Just as long as we're together Oh girl, every thing's alright Just as long as we're together
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Just as long as we're 2gether (Everything's alright) Oh baby, everything's alright Just as long as we're 2gether (Everything's alright) Oh girl, everything's alright Just as long as we're
of us) And we're the perfect two We're the perfect two We're the perfect two Baby me and you We're the perfect two [Verse 2:] You can be the prince
love hoes I just don't pay 'em} Cut up, know we like that, get that cut up Freaky thangs, we be bout 'em Get that cut up, cut up Freaky thangs, we be
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
As a matter of fact, I can't stop thinking about you, baby When we're together, everything is cool Beautiful, lover, friend I'll never leave you again You and me, we're
love just ain?t enough (C Part) I know we can?t escape from the paths that we have chosen But every now and then, I?m reminded I know we can?t go
love just ain?t enough (C Part) I know we can?t escape from the paths that we have chosen But every now and then, I?m reminded I know we can?t go down
? We're given life yet we court death. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before a stylised figure on a crucifix
balcony down And we'd say. "Okay, boys... we're goin' home, but before we go here's a few more partin' shots!" And this... this we did in perfect unison
wit! y'all's takin' too goddam long to grow up in ermerica! Harry-as-a-boy: I suppose you're right, mr. thing-fish, but you'll have to admit...this
like it's the joy of the Lord Bringing justice to the enemies not the other way round They're guilty when killed and they're killed where they're found
re staring inside a mirror, you see my face And I'll terrify, so don't ever try To shake or bake or flake cause I never fry Letters together sly as a
just don't pay em Cut up, know we like to get that cut up freaky things we be bout get that cut up, oh ooh ooh oooh cut up freaky things we be bout
't even wipe butt Stuck-up and quite conceited Your one hit song, all year long at shows Everybody knows it 'cause you're gonna repeat like re-runs Put your iron away 'cause I got three guns Now that we
