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We’re lonely dancersJoin me for the nightWe’re lonely dancers, babyDance with me so we don’t cryWe’re lonely dancersThere’s no need to hideI know the answer, babyDance with me so we don’t cry La-la-la-la-la, cryLa-la-la-la-la Your lover left you, broke up tonightMy lover’s busy kissin’ other guys, ohWe’re both alone now, tears in our eyesI know […]

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No turning backI won’t regret itI’ve done everything on my ownYou’ll never touch meI’ll be furtherStand to watch me go So let me goJust leave me aloneWon’t be bound to the past There is no turning backI’ll take that consequencesThere is no turning backThings are not complicated So let me goI’m gonna sever all the

I got an A to B truck that they call a ZA cloud of dirt rolled up like it’s Willy weedI got them gimme into heaven letters underlinedI keep a burn shot flying through that welcome signWoah-oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, if you know me you know IWoah-oh, oh, oh, oh, know I ain’t about

I doI go crazy over youAnd you know that you my booYou know I’m crazy over— She gon’ hit her dance (Her dance)I’ma hit my dance (Yeah)She gon’ bring her friend (Her friend)I’m gon’ bring my friends (Yeah)She gon’ hit her dance (Her dance)She gon’ hit her dance (Yeah)I’ma bring my friends (My friend)I’m gon’

I Was Born To Love YouYou Were Born Wild And FreeI Was Made To Find YouBut Your Heart Is Constantly Runnin’Just Never Toward Me So Why Don’t You Just Lead Me On?‘Cause Something Is Better Than Nothing At AllYeah, I Want You To Lead Me On‘Cause Something, Yeah, Something Is Better Than NothingSomething, Your Something

Sinaloa state of greatFrom Culiacán of respectI do not occupy the missing municipalitiesSay them here in these versesThat little stamp on the map has already left marksFrom old times A popsicle of people’s favorite walnut flavorAn R15 plywood with bull wheelsAnd the gun on his beltThey are the things that I occupyIf the day is

Y’all, y’all, y’allYeah, nigga, don’t play with the money gameDon’t play with the M.S.O.D. boys, drink up Yuh, someone nigga on running the blockYoung nigga, he cool with that GlockI don’t wish jail on none of my oppsFree the lil’ boy so we can dropYoung nigga pull up in a 25 dropYoung nigga pull off,

Eledumare Na Hin Dey Ginger Me NicelyOhun Oju Ri, Ko Se SoOhun Baba Se, K’ose KoE Bad Or E Good, We Dey Pray MoreTough Times Don’t Last But Tough People Do, We Go Stand TallEyes Red Like We JogorPuff, Pass For The Pain, Yeah E’ja LorI Really Wanna Know Your InterestMoney Dey For My Mind,

In Case You Haven’t NoticedWell, Everybody’s TiredAnd Healin’ From SomebodyOr Somethin’ We Don’t See Just Right Boy, Come On, Put Your Lipstick On (No One Can Tell You Nothin’)Come On And Walk This Way Through The Fire (Don’t Care What’s On Their Mind)And If You Find Yourself In A Dark SituationJust Turn On Your Light