Underneath the city lights There is a world few know about Where rules don't apply, no And you can't keep a good girl down She goin' through the club
I can't stay away from you too long Even if I do I'll always call Checkin' on you, make sure you're okay Be the one to brighten up your day, yeah, yeah
Got the sun in the morning I got the moon at night I got your arms around me, everything's alright Holding you tight is how I like to spend the rest of
Sittin' in my car outside your house (Sittin' in my car outside your house) Remember when we spilled Coke all over your blouse T-shirts, cut-offs and
Time: 1:55 brother publishing co. bmi Brian wilson I'm thinking about a-this whole world Late at night I think about the love of this whole world Lots
[Estelle: Speaking] So I'm in love and I keep telling this guy and it's like he thinks I'm jokin every single time I tell him it's like "Alright, OK.
Baby baby, baby baby Baby baby, baby baby Baby baby, baby baby Ooh, I'm so glad I will never find another lover Sweeter than you, sweeter than you And
I look at you all See the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor And I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently
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Okay, here we go Yeah, I'm afraid, like I'm scared as a dog But I've got a new song And I want y'all to sing along, sing along See this is the way that
When there's nowhere else to run Is there room for one more son, one more son If you can hold on If you can hold on Hold on I wanna stand up, I wanna
Woke up Sunday morning feeling out of tune Wrapped my eyes around you, love came in the room Baby, gonna let my feelings show Everyday, gonna learn to
Where have all the flowers gone A long time passing Where have all the flowers gone A long ago Where have all the flowers gone Girl, they're picked up
Embarrassed possessed and so uncivilized Just take a look at the whites of my eyes See me now and I will apologies For me, for you, we knew they were
California love California knows how to party California knows how to party In the citaaay of L.A In the citaaay of good ol' Watts In the citaaay, the
O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant, O come ye, o come ye to bethlehem. Come and beyond him Born the king of angels O come let us adore him
Well, I don't really mind Where you wanna go 'Cause everybody sometimes Feels the need to be alone It's a temporary breakdown When there's nothing left
I don't wanna talk About the things we've gone through Though it's hurting me Now it's history I've played all my cards And that's what you've done too