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Murder Inc. shit
Uh... uh, uh, uh Chorus: Christina Milian Now every little thing that we do (that we do) Should be between me and you (me and you) The freaky things that we do (that we do) Let's keep between me and you (me and you) Cause every little thing that we do (that we do) Should be between me and you (me and you) The freaky things that we do (that we do) Let's keep between me and you, ba-byyy [Ja Rule] Yo... Now when I first met her all I thought was "Thong thong-thong" like, "Lose the lame, we can get our freakin on" Baby know the game, slip away, and slide me yo' number It's the last day of spring, see you first day this summer I'm a bad motha; shut yo' mouth! Pull the drop out and creep at a low speed, cause homey probably know me I push the pedal, thoughts of your stilleto way up in the air like I think he's here Cause see, every time that I'm alone with you (with you) Homey be checkin up on you (on you) But if that nigga only knew (only knew) You've got a lot of freak in you, ba-byyy Well now it's startin to rain, I pop the roof and the champagne How Jay said? "Money Ain't a Thing" It's been close a few, at times even impossible But, it's been between me and you, ba-byyy Chorus [Ja Rule] Girl it's on again, every year - we hummer 'em in Beaches, houses, hoes, foes, friends And when the, day ends - that's when it all begins You wit him? Here's my room key; holla at me While you thinka-think I'ma hit it up then look at the nigga you thinkin you love? C'mon love We could go there, me and you, creep off all night If you love it, in the mornin, awake with new light If you lookin like I ain't gonna handle his Let me handle my bizzz, it is what it is Nigga livin his liiiife, and that's my bitch You know I gotta wiiiife, let's keep this thing tight, ba-byyy Chorus [Ja Rule] Don't let the word get out (shhh), ba-byyy This is - strictly between me and you, ba-byyy If they - knew we were doin what we were doin it'd probably ruin our creep away summer in Cancun'n-and I, love the way we get away, throw away a whole day Turn off the pagers and phones, we in the zone like "Fuck liife, we live liife This is our liife, live your liife" [Christina Milian] Cause see, every time that I'm alone with you (with you) Shorty be checkin up on you (on you) But if baby girl only knew (only knew) You've got a lot of freak in you, ba-byyy [Ja Rule] Did I ever tell you, my man love what you do That little thing with yo' tongue; you the best, who knew? It's been close a few, at times even impossible But, it's been between me and you, ba-byyy Chorus (That we do) (Me and you) (That we do) (Me and you) (That we do) (Me and you) (That we do) (Me and you) |
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[Young Chris + Neef Talking]
Where the ladies You can feel me I wanna be your mother, your father Your brother, your sister Your everything [VERSE 1] [Young Chris rappin'] I think i might wife her You know, powder blue rocawear suite White nikes (uh) My niggas like her She been with me through the grind Girl you put in that time like been liferz Got tight, use 2 hookey and chill She tight, plus she cook up a meal Had the hook up for real More headaches and stress cuz a child involved Itz all good cuz our sex be my tylenol Best baby doll of all Shit the rest of you childish broads Give me the sex then i'm tired of yall So find the next to provide for yall I got my babygirl Plus she bout to drop my baby girl (off) Forget about all the rumors you hear girl A newer life is soon to be here girl And cant nothin fuck up that Gotta fuck with that Cant find a better love than that [CHORUS] [Rell singin'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You got me thinkin bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady (cuz there's no better love) [VERSE 2] [Neef rappin'] Comin up i thought cupid was stupid Only two loves, my family and music Fallen through somethin, jus couldnt do it It was the beginin of time And you was like nine but god damn you was fine Use to stay on my mind When i was out on my grind Open up the bags when im choppin my dimes There in the spindell Stood by me from the windows Popped up mad shit with me and got me rentals Sick with the plastic, what can i say Bitches hat around the way i had a lady, they Gossipin, watchin him, runnin back Moved up north, kinda fell of track Still my peoples though Love when i see you though Once a while, might call Jus to chill, might ball Forever my dogg Even when i downfall First in line whenever chicks is envolved [CHORUS] [Rell singing'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You got me thinkin bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady (cuz there's no better love) [VERSE 3] [Neef + Young Chris rappin'] We the youngest in charge So leave them other scrubs We give you better love The same time its tough Baby i feel the same as Neef do Spit the game as he do You can take to Aint no need to bring your peoplelingere see through She got it goin on Oh thats Cant Stop, Wont Stop We got them goin home We got them all alone Jus us, nobody's wrong Im ahead if you give head We do our jobs at the mall [Rell singin'] Every since the day i saw your face My mind told me You were the one that was down (for me) And baby when i get laced Im gonna do what you want, i'll be there (truelu) So dont you let a thing Turn you away from the love you need (my dear) I dont wanna play Around with you, cuz i know i found lovin right here [CHORUS] [Rell singin'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You got me thinkin bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady (cuz there's no better love) [CHORUS (until fade)] [Rell singin'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You got me thinkin bout you baby Could you be my one and only lady (cuz there's no better love) |
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There comes a day in your life
when you wanna kick back Straw hat on the porch when you old perhaps Wanna gather your thoughts have a cold one Brag to your grandkids about how life is golden So I will light a cigar in the corridor of the crib Pictures on the wall of all the things that I did All the money and fame 8 by 10's of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame Collidin with big names that could've made your career stop All that and your man is still here and I'm still hot Wow I need a moment y'all See I almost felt a tear drop When was the last time you heard a real anthem Nas the millionaire the mansion When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme Never on schedule but always on time These streets hold my deepest days This hood taught me golden ways Made me truly this is what made me Break me not a thing's gonna break me These streets hold my deepest days This hood taught me golden ways Made me truly this is what made me Break me not a thing's gonna break me I'm that history I'm that block I'm that lifestyle I'm that spot I'm that kid by the number spot That's my past that made me hot Here's my life long anthem Can't forget about you Can't forget about Can't forget about you Can't forget about the old school Bam Cas Melle Mel Flash Rocksteady spinnin on they back Can't forget when the first rap Grammy went to Jazzy Fresh Prince Fat Boys broke up rap hasn't been the same since So irregular how it messed you up when Mr T became a wrestler Can't forget about Jordan's retirement The shot Robert Horry to win the game in the finals kid Some things are forever some things are not It's the things we remember that gave the world shock They stay in a place in your mind so snug Like who the person was with whom you first make love When was the last time you heard a real anthem Nas the millionaire the mansion When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme Never on schedule but always on time These streets hold my deepest days This hood taught me golden ways Made me truly this is what made me Break me not a thing's gonna break me These streets hold my deepest days This hood taught me golden ways Made me truly this is what made me Break me not a thing's gonna break me I'm not history I'm that block I'm that lifestyle I'm that spot I'm that kid by the number spot That's my past that made me hot Here's my life long anthem Can't forget about you Can't forget about you Can't forget about you Unforgettable unsubmittable I go by N now Just one syllable it's the end cause the game's tired It's the same vibe Good Times had right after James died That's why the gangsta rhymers ain't inspired Heinous crimes help record sales more than creative lines And I don't wanna keep bringing up the greater times But I'm a dreamer nostalgic with the state of mind The past the past enough of it aight then But nothing gives me chills like Douglas and Tyson Or Mike when his talk was live Or when he first did the moon walk on Motown 25 When was the last time you heard a real anthem Nas the millionaire the mansion When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme Never on schedule but always on time These streets hold my deepest days This hood taught me golden ways Made me truly this is what made me Break me not a thing's gonna break me These streets hold my deepest days This hood taught me golden ways Made me truly this is what made me Break me not a thing's gonna break me That's why darling it's incredible That someone so unforgettable Thinks that I am unforgettable too |
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| 4. |
| 4:12 |
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DMX] Uhh..
[Sisqo] DMX, Sisqo [DMX] Yo.. what these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] Dru Hill, yaknahmsayin? [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] HmmmMMMMMM (Ruff Ryders) DMX break em off [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga? [Sisqo] Break em off, some.. [DMX] Aiyyo!! Dog, I meet bitches, discrete bitches Street bitches, slash, Cocoa Puff sweet bitches (WHAT?) Make you wanna eat bitches, but not me Y'all niggaz eat off the plate all you want but not D (UHH) I fuck with these hoes from a distance The instant they start to catch feelings I start to stealin they shit then I'm out just like a thief in the night I sink my teeth in to bite You thinkin life, I'm thinkin more like - whassup tonight? Come on ma, you know I got a wife and even though that pussy tight I'm not gon' jeapordize my life (aight?) So what is it you want from a nigga? (WHAT?) I gave you, you gave me - BITCH, I blazed you, you blazed me (c'mon) Nothin more, nothin less, but you at my door willin to confess that it's the best you ever tested Better than all the rest, I'm like, "Aight girlfriend, hold up I gave you, what you gave me Boo, a nut (f'real)" Chorus: Sisqo What these bitches want from a nigga? What you want.. (what you want) What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want.. What these bitches want from a nigga? I've been keepin you up on it Bling bling'n, on that jewelry girl I bought it What these bitches want from a nigga? Aiyyo, tell me what you want from me Baby tell me what you want from me! (So what you want?) [DMX] There was Brenda, LaTisha, Linda, Felicia (okay) Dawn, LeShaun, Ines, and Alicia (ooh) Teresa, Monica, Sharron, Nicki (uh-huh) Lisa, Veronica, Karen, Vicky (damn) Cookies, well I met her in a ice cream parlor (aight?) Tonya, Diane, Lori and Carla (okay) Marina (uhh) Selena (uhh) Katrina (uhh) Sabrina (uhh) About three Kim's (WHAT?) LaToya, and Tina (WHOO!) Shelley, Bridget, Cathy, Rasheeda (uh-huh) Kelly, Nicole, Angel, Juanita (damn!) Stacy, Tracie, Rohna, and Ronda (WHAT?) Donna, Yolanda (WHAT?) Tawana, and Wanda (WHAT?) were all treated fairly but yet and still bitches is on some other shit now that I'm fuckin wit Dru Hill But I'ma keep it real (WHAT?) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) Chorus (w/ minor variations) [DMX] Aiyyo, I think about when a nigga didn't have (YEAH) and a nigga told a joke, and the bitches didn't laugh See now I do the math, I see if you got this and this and this to some cats, that nigga's the shit (aight?) And that's all they fuckin with, but see these bitches don't know If these bitches ain't for real, these bitches don't go Knock on door, no show, I'm sleep tryin to creep wit yo' best friend, put it in, dig deep [Sisqo - singing over dub chorus] X let me talk to em for a minute Oooohhh I know I know it's so hard to be a victim of my reality Heard you callin me names, said I was trife One thing you gotta know, I'ma be a nigga for life yeahhhhhhhhh yeahhhh Oahahohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Chorus 2X (w/ Sisqo ad-libs) |
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I got this feeling, and I just can't turn it loose
That somebody's been getting next to you I don't want to walk around knowin' I was your fool 'Cuz being the man that I am I just can't lose my cool My friends keep telling me about the things that's going on babe But deep in my heart baby I hope that I'm wrong Yes I hope I'm wrong but I know it babe Somebody's sleeping in my bed, my bed baby Somebody's takin' my place (baby) Somebody's sleeping in my bed baby And you know just what I mean, oh oh oh oh oh! I come home early expecting your warm embrace But something is wrong 'cuz its written all over your face It hurt so bad when I walked through the door But 'cha know one damn thing baby I ain't coming back no more No no no Now don't try to tell me things are still the same 'Cuz when we made love I heard you call out his name, call out his name Somebody's sleeping in my bed tonight baby Somebody's takin my place Somebody's sleeping in my bed baby And you know just what I mean Gave you money and every li'l thing that you need I gave you the world (yes i did) 'cuz you were my girl But you still ran out on me oh yeah Said you're sleeping in my bed Messin' with my head oooh Tell me why, oh why oh why Why oh why oh why Why oh why oh why oh why oh why said you're Sleeping in my bed Messin' with my head [ad lib to fade] |
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| 3:44 |
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Keep it chickenhead,I'm lookin for a dime
Get my swirve on,make it hot,word is bond, I'm lickin on your ankle Bracelet,we'll be sippin' moet wit strawberries and dat shit, I'm nasty ask me Why I lick my lips so in the darkness I can run my tongue over your tits Its all good sugary,you ain't leavin' sit up on my face and help my stash grow Even whipped cream taste mean from the back she bounce wit' LL now shorty's on the map I put away the gat,took off the hat, throw ya mo's in the air if you like it like that No doubt boo,I keep it real girl, mad pleasure,blowin up your whole world Whatever's clever I got endless cash, trees from Hawaii, 2 pools or baths [Chorus] I'll be loungin' with LL Cool J I'll be loungin' with LL, hey hey Uh,my scenario is grand,a dime piece,hennessey up in my hand I turn out the lights like teddy,I'm feenin', standin' in the darkness, now I'm ready Oh yeah up in ya,let it flow while I pump slow,then I speed it up, heat it up Make it mo' tasty,so you can swing low and lace me Use your imagination,you do me,I do you,sex education Its all good, it's cranberry absolut, peach shnapps, feelin' tipsy, loungin' on the rooftops I'm 'bout to spank you on dat ass(ooh) I know you love it when it lasts(true) when You need it who you ask (you) what you sayin' when I dash (dont go boo) [Chorus] You got to bounce wit me suga,word up,you got to bounce wit me suga,worda Worda, word up Warm it up sugar, make it hot, shorties'll swarm, make me want to bust shots,we Speak daily on the regular,run your jibs all day chip in my cellular Shoot down to Jamaica, pretty white sand, suntan oil, pina' coladas in my hand Laying up at night, peepin' at stars, remember, when we was at the club in the bars? I told ya my status was that of a don, you thought I was a dog and you ain't want to Get it on, but my mind has attractin' qualities,all the emotions of a young lady So here you are,smack dab up in the mix,shorty this here's about as good as it gets Word up,I'ma treat you like a queen from the heart, crack the bubbly, and let the Episode start. [Chorus] |
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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Damn, damn, ma, we ain't even have to go through it like that It wasn't even, even that big, man You know, nah, it's ight though But anyway, yo, let me get that coat Let me get those jeans, and let me get that rock on your finger Oh, it's stuck? Then I'll take the whole finger than, man Let me get those bags from Paris, and the puppies is staying, yo! [Chorus: Ne-Yo] Come through the block, in the brand new Benz Knowing that billionaires do they friends (Ok girl) Yeah, what I did was wack But you don't get your man back like that Bouncin' around, when I'm up in these streets Knowing that billionaires do got beef (Ok girl) Yo, what I did was wack But you don't get your man back like that, no [Ghostface Killah] Aiyo, I should just bark on you, burn your car on you Cuz I'm too much man, to leave a mark on you You'se a bird you know that, giving that man Ten points, like he about to blow that He probably did, you swallow his kids? In and out of jail, he a snail, he wasn't wilding on bids In the summertime, I broke his jaw, had to do it, to him Quick, old fashion, in the back of the mall Me and him had 'mos forever, like I'm supposed to put him on When he came home and told on Trevor Had to bang on homey, ear blocks, out in spots Throwing them shots, like 'sucker, you know me' Stop fronting for them people out, side like you really ride And you a silly chick, thought you was really live But I guess I was wrong, I'mma holla at dog And rip his head off, words of a song [Chorus] [Ghostface Killah] Aiyo, I thought we was iller than that, all them kisses And love yous, when jake came, you hid my packs It was time a brother went to war, vests banged up Staining in the kitchen, yo, holding a four Sweatin' and breathing, bounced out of town for a weekend Heard you had homey in the passenger seating Honey, look, I'm a monster don, I do monster things That's why I put your ass under my arm Messing with him can bring bodily harm And where you gonna hide in the streets when the body is gone If it's one thing I learned that, never trust a female On no scale, you just confirmed that Bounce to your momma house, pack your shit I don't care if you crying, you'se a ruthless chick Gots to watch you, these eyeballs in my face'll spot you My girl cousins, they gon' rock you [Chorus] [Ne-Yo] Shorty what is you thinking bout Didn't I put you down Flyest whips, rollin' round like yea That's the bosses chick, on the side I might of had, one or two Them silly broads wasn't nothing on you Rolling with him, try'nna get revenge That's what you just don't do [Chorus to fade] [Outro: Ghostface Killah] I'm a good dude, you see... yeah..... Females out there that wanna be Acting like they getting they little revenge off Taking it further than what it really is You know what I mean, playing yourself.. Nahwhatimean... this is Don status, girl You will have to hold that now.. |
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| 3:51 |
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(Intro:)
This that new fire man! Dark child! Disturbing Tha Peace! Shareefa! Here's another one Luda! I told 'em we just getting started man Ay yo I don't think they really understand what this is Bring that back! Ay, Shareefa where you at baby? Let's go! (Verse 1:) Come wit it, need somebody that's real gansta Ain't a toy soldier, a real gangsta Playa, holdin' me down like an anchor I need a pappi, somebody I call daddy Hustla, any hood he's a boss-a Trapper, under the rugs he got stacks-a Never see movies, don't like them actors That's just what I go after That's what I need (Hook:) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough (hey!) You know that he'll (pay!) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fake thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough like (hey!) That drives me crazy! Hey yo Dark child, bring that back! (Verse 2:) Stop it, anything I want I cop it I just want somebody to get fly wit I got what I need, but can you top it? Yes I'm a hot chick, somebody you can ride wit Got hips, all the boys want me to drop it So thick, niggas be buggin, I own it I may be young, but I know what I want If you show me baby, you can get on So come on That's just one of the things I need Only one I'm pleasing is me Unpredictable, yeah that's me I can't help it, that's so sexy (Hook:) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough (hey!) You know that he'll (pay!) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fake thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough like (hey!) That drives me crazy! (Ludacris:) I'm the number one hustler of the century S-s-see me in your dreams I'm the boss of all bosses K-k-king of all kings I'm your favorite rapper's idol I been had the title Call me hot 16 wit more verses than the Bible 15 bank accounts, 10 different businesses 5 different lawyers, tell 'em what the business is I live down the block, was raised up the street Want beef? I'll do like summertime and raise up the heat I'm the leader of the pack, plus I'm still in the slums Man I was built Ford tough, I'm as real as they come But fake thugs love to hate, some punks be ice grillin' me Cuz I g-g-got assets, no liabilities Now to infinity, grown women be feelin' me And they ain't got nothin' to lose but they virginity Still the Lova Lova, so give me a couple rubbers I'll get 'em in a room, and Luda will make 'em studder like.. (Hook:) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough (hey!) You know that he'll (pay!) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fake thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough like (hey!) That drives me crazy! (Repeat) |
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que linda ma que linda ma tu que linda ma tu que linda ma que linda ma tu que linda ma Let's go The room is spinnin' And I can't breathe And o0h my head is just achin' Hands won't stop sweatin' And my knees girl they just wont stop shakin' My stomach is turnin' flips And I feel sick Yea see And this is all just at the thought of you leavin' me baby I'm a fool Am I stupid baby I'm a fiend Addicted to it baby I don't know But your my get right when it's wrong baby it's your smile Makes me happy baby it's your style So relaxing whatever it is Without it i just can't go on And I want you to know that I just can't help myself I just can't help myself I don't need nothin' else All I need is you Why don't you just Stay with me Why don't you just Stay with me Why don't you just Stay with me Why don't you just Stay with me Never wanna be without cha' See myself with only you I finally found my inspiration Here your voice sing baby wooohhoo00oo Anything I gotcha' Watcha' want indeed I'll be Cuz you are my everything So baby please just Stay with me And my to be baby I'm a fiend Addicted to it baby I don't know But your my get right when it's wrong baby it's your smile Makes me happy baby it's your style So relaxing whatever it is Without it i just can't go on I just can't help myself I just can't help myself I don't need nothin' else All I need is you Why don't you just Stay with me Why don't you just Stay with me Why don't you just Stay with me Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah NOW Live from the 215 My babygirl ride right on my left handside Mercedes rug slide through the palm of a dime The brother known best Its the prince And you my princess Let's get it on Mami que linda Look at cha' beautiful smile I don't wanna leave ya Why don't cha stay for a while I love to love ya Like heavy bum bum tiddly dee Take off ya sneaks And leme tickle ya feet Peedi a libra You think that peedi a freak Oooh you a leo I heard they rather unique Your sucha diva Your sucha pleasure to meet Your 1 of ur stature 1 in a million Nothin' else matters cuz I love to turn you on Your like my favorite song Without you would be wrong would be wrong Forever and always Did you know what you do for me Love you you're my melody Wearin' my heart on my sleeve You're all I need I just can't help myself I just can't help myself I don't need nothin' else All I need is you Why don't you just Stay with me Why don't you just Stay with me Why don't you just Stay with me Why don't you just Stay with me que linda ma que linda ma tu que linda ma tu que linda ma que linda ma tu que linda ma Let's go |
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[Case]
Uh, uh, uh, uh That's right (oooo, yo, oooo, oh) Life is funny, ain't it? (yeahh, oh yeah) Sometimes you can end up with (c'mon Joe, c'mon, ready) Somebody you really don't wanna be with (no way, babe) And others left to figure it out (oh, sing it for me Case) Check it She was more than a woman, a goddess for all it seems (is that right?) And all I ever needed was her right here loving me For a while we were cool and the grooving of love was on But I still remember how it felt when our love was gone In a tattered picture book Was a photograph she took years ago Secret memories in her mind (secret memories in her mind) How could love be so unkind? Heartbreak time (My heart is breaking, Oh) Faded pictures in a broken glass Like a mirror revealing What the woman is feeling Was it someone from a distant past? Cuz it's breaking my heart So won't you stare into the glass (Joe help me out) [Joe] As she turned through the pages, the tears roll down her face I could see her reminiscing why her life had to be this way Then she stopped as she came to a page where her diary ends To smell the scent of an old rose from her lover I suppose In a tattered picture book Was a photograph she took years ago Secret memories in her mind (secret memories in her mind) How could love be so unkind? Heartbreak time Faded pictures in a broken glass Like a mirror revealing What the woman is feeling Was it someone from a distant past? Cuz it's breaking my heart So won't you stare into the glass The pictures keep spinning (Oh na, na, na, na, na, na) As she stares into the glass, I'll be waiting (Oh na, na, na, na, na, na) Cuz she's lost inside the past The pictures keep spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning (Oh na, na, na, na, na, na) As she stares into the glass, I'll be waiting (Oh na, na, na, na, na, na) Cuz she's lost inside the past Lost inside the past Faded pictures in a broken glass Like a mirror revealing What the woman is feeling Was it someone from a distant past? Cuz it's breaking my heart So won't you stare into the glass |
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