46 lyrics for "La da dee you"

I’ll be flicking stones at your window I’ll be waiting outside 'til you’re ready to go Won’t you come down? Come away with me I’ll be waiting, waiting on a brand new day Just think of all the places we could be Think of all the places we could be Well
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Our love is easy Like water rushing over stone Oh, our love is easy, like no love I've ever known Deep within your heart, you know it's plain to see Like Adam was to Eve, you were made for me They say the poisoned vine breeds a finer wine If you ask me
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They say into your early life romance came And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and died away Then, with disillusion deep in your eyes You learned that fools in love soon grow wise The years have changed you, somehow I
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I can feel this pain is real I hate deep down inside And like broken glass you'll shatter With bloody fists I'll batter Like a ten ton hammer, son I can't stand or take another day my friend You could learn a thing or two I am the thing that makes you
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Yeah, I can't get enough of your love Give me some more, I love it I like that, you like that, so let's be crazy The contact, impact, I want that daily Our breath getting deeper, deeper, lately 'Cause I can't get enough I can't get enough
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Yo nahmsayin? Yeah she'll take you out too kid Take this shit out A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent Watchin' old seventy flicks, mind's on the slouch Back on the couch, heard the phone ring It was a shorty from uptown I met back day, long
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My n**** I'm faded faded faded I'm faded faded faded And I don't give a f*** Young Nino, f-ck a b**** in a peacoat Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino Bun B do, p-mp c, arpedo I goes deep in that p****, Dan Marino She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single
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One, two, three Deep down inside two, three, one I tried so hard just to get through to you But your head's so far From the realness of truth Was it just a come on in the dark Wasn't meant to last long
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Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning And the sun goes down about three in the day And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky That's the place where I trace my bloodline And it's
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Death walking terror Slow mental torture Psychic tormentor I m the black thoughts of the night Deep in the darkness of your mind Shrouded in shadow, the mental torture In the realm of death waling terror Stalking the closest to the edge Imposition of
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