The club go crazy when she pop up like rubber band Make me wanna get lost on her alley, like

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The club go crazy when she pop up like rubber band Make me wanna get lost on her alley, like
Uuh uuuh uh I was born upon the island A poor candy, candy crawl My mother was eighteen years old
Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go! You keep on saying that he’s gonna change Few years later he’s
Everybody’s got a story they were sleeping on Everybody’s got a part where they belong Ain’t nobody gonna give you
All of me is in your hands I could go to Rome go to Japan And find nobody – not
My riding partner Used to work for a living He take the backseat of all that he was given He
Take me back to California To those crystal neon signs And the traveling sensation, I’m blinded by the light There
Out here looking for the good life Tongue in my cheek and ya back in my knife I keep pushing
I couldn’t rest a melody Oh, I wanna take you in If you come around, I come on running Once
I can get there on my own You can leave me here alone I’m just tryin’ to do what’s right