| Lyrics | Artist | Song |
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| Yes you can hold my hand if you want to, cause I wanna hold yours too | |
| Hey Mister D.J., put a record on. I wanna dance with my baby | |
| My hands, they were strong. But my knees were far too weak. To stand in your arms without falling to your feet | |
| Once you party with us, you'll be falling in love | |
| Baby you got me, there ain't nowhere that I'd be than with your arms around me. Back and forth tou rock me, yeah | |
| In the religion of the insecure: I must be myself, respect my youth | |
| Shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn. My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry it don't have a price. Loving you is cherry pie. | |
| You weren't there, you never were. You want it all but that's not fair. I gave you life, I gave my all. You weren't there, you let me fall | |
| Been saving it all for you cause only love can last | |
| He says that he's going to marry me and we can raise a little family. Maybe we'll be alright, it's a sacrifice | |
| I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips and we're tighter than my Dereon jeans | |
| Look at you, gettin' more than just a re-up. Baby you got all the puppests with their strings up. Fakin' like a good one, but I call 'em like I see 'em. I know what you are, what y | |
| Baby cause in the dark, you can't see shiny cars. And that's when you need me there. With you I'll always share | |
| Ain't got a care in the world, but got plenty of beer. Ain't got no money in my pocket but I'm already here | |
| I want you to love me like I'm a hot ride | |
| Let's go all the way tonight. No regrets, just love. We can dance until we die, you and I will be young forever | |
| It's not what I'm used to, just wanna try you on | |
| Release me from this curse I'm in, trying to maintain but I'm struggling | |
| Shine a light through an open door. Love and life, how real divine. Turn away cause I need you more. Feel the heartbeat in my mind | |
| Think I need a ginger ale, that was such an epic fail | |
| | Lyrics | Artist | Song |
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| Use your muscle, carve it out. Work it, hustle | |
| Stuck on a roller coaster, can't get off this ride | |
| Out of the sky, I close my eyes. Heaven help me | |
| So since I'm not your everything, how about I be nothing? | |
| I won't tell you that I love you, kiss or hug you cause I'm bluffin', with my muffin. | |
| And the award for the best liar goes to you, for making me believe that you could be faithful to me. Let's hear your speech now | |
| I love the feeling you bring to me, oh you turn me on. It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong | |
| Drive through, raw as hell. I don't care, I'm still real | |
| Don't look back, keep your head held high. Don't ask them why because life is too short | |
| Can't stop, comin' in hot. I should be locked up right on the spot. It's so on right now | |
| Beauty's where you find it. Not just where you bump and grind it. Soul is in the musical, that's where I feel so beautiful. Magical. Life's a ball so get up on the dancefloor | |
| Got that glitter on our eyes. Stockings' ripped all up the sides. Looking sick and sexified. So let's go oh-oh. Let's go! | |
| All my girls get down on the floor. Back to back, drop it down real low | |
| Finally I can see your crystal clear. Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your **** bare | |
| Maybe the reason why all the doors are closed, so you could open one that leads you to the perfect road | |
| I shouldn't have let you go, and now you're right out of sight | |
| Old friend, why you so shy? Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light | |
| Change the voices in your head. Make them like you instead | |
| I look and stare so deeply into your eyes, I touch on you more and more every time | |
| I wanna walk on your wavelength, I'll be there when you vibrate | |
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