Shawty is the type who like the finer things Flowers, cards and candy, they don't mean a thing You gotta control her and drool her with diamond rings
Got to fly away Got to fly away Since I was a little girl I knew what I wanted One day I would see the world and make my mark on it Put in time,
Miss Soul won't you tell me all the pretty things you need I got my shopping list of love right here, Remind me what's the 1, 2, 3 And if I get you all
I lie here all alone In my bed of memories I?m dreamin? of your sweet kiss Oh, how you loved on me I can almost feel you with me Here in this blue moonlight
Miss California What did I do wrong? It seems I've loved you For just a little too long Ooh, you've gone and left me For some preacher's way Now you
Well, you've been gone Fourteen long days Yes, you've been gone Fourteen long, lonely days And I'm prayin' to the Lord Please don't take my love away
Well, I love her But I love to fish I spend all day out on this lake And Hell is all I catch But today she met me at the door Said, I would have to choose
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I come home late at night On the floor to turn you on I check for tint and Technicolor 'Cause after you there is no other Your brown hair is my connection
Oh, oh, oh, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can Yeah, yeah, yeah, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can Believin' and deceivin', it's drivin
I'm just a woman, a lonely woman Waiting on the weary shore I'm just a woman, who's only human One you should feel sorry for Well I woke up this morning
Spring is here and the sky is so very blue Birds all sing as if they knew Today's the day we'll say, "I do" And we'll never be lonely anymore Because
He was a famous trumpet man out Chicago way He had a boogie style that no one else could play He was the top man at his craft, but then his number came
Daytime husler, you're out of line. Don't ya try to change my mind! Don't you try. You see, I ain't no fool. No, I can tell, Oh, baby, you ain't my kind
Do you wanna dance and hold my hand? Tell me you're my lover man Oh baby do you wanna dance? (Dance, dance) We could dance under the moonlight Hug and
She was forty-one, her daddy still called her baby And everyone in Brownsville thinks she's crazy 'Cause she walks to the station with a suitcase in her
And I am all alone There is no one here beside me And my problems have all gone There is no one to deride me But you got to have friends The feeling'