| first part of lyrics | finish lyrics | artist |
| ...before you call him a man? how many seas must a white dove sail | |
| or should I say she wanted me. she showed me her room.... | |
| come a little bit closer baby, get it on get it on. cause tonight is the night | |
| biggie biggie biggie can't you see... | |
| I fly like paper... | |
| ...but I swear it was in self defense. I shot the sherriff.... | |
| twenty twenty twenty four hours to go.... | |
| cause if you want love we'll make it.... | |
| | first part of lyrics | finish lyrics | artist |
| everything is everything, after winter.... | |
| I'm sorry miss jackson, I am for real..... | |
| is this just fantasy? caught in a landslide... | |
| I don't practice Santeria, I aint got no crystal ball. I had a million dollars but... | |
| I'm taking it next semester and I know why.... | |
| Say it aint so, I will not go, turn the lights off | |
| ...couldn't look you in the eye, you're just like an angel.... | |
| sippin on gin and juice, laid back.... | |
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