Now what the hell am I gonna do When I dont even know what I did It aint yours, it aint mine It wont matter in time Cause we both know just where this things goin Cause wed dance around til wed verbally pound But ya scratched out my love with those fingers Weve had some fun But we were ever one Til we found out we were no one at all And now that were through For another day or two Tell me, baby, why dont you call Just call me Ooh Well, I remember the time Well, let me freshen your mind You told me I need, I think its time I have a little Space So then I try to be the understanding man You just call a woody allen character about the whole Thing I said thats cool, I understand, I pack my bags and walk out the door Lord, I cant take no more, yeah Get your hands off my throat Well, I get my coat and leave
Posted on: Wed, 04 Jun 2014 14:28:03 +0000
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