I don't miss you I don't miss you anymore I just might miss you 'Till the morning fills the air Or the afternoon is fair Or the evening light is barely there And you know is not a lie Unless the moon is floating

'Cause our love is like a heatwave Our love is a heatwave It’s burning through the evening rain Sets sail out on an ocean wave Like plunging inside of that fire I cannot contain 'Cause our love is like a heatwave, heatwave, heatwave, heatwave Try so hard

Playa, turn your head round Wake up, open the door Lay on the floor, you've been robbed Playa playa (hater), Playa playa (hater) Playa hater (hater) Playa hater (hater) Thank you, thank you very much Good evening And for my last hit

'Cause our love is like a heatwave Our love is a heatwave It’s burning through the evening rain Sets sail out on an ocean wave Like plunging inside of that fire I cannot contain 'Cause our love is like a heatwave, heatwave, heatwave, heatwave Try so hard

How quick are you gonna get up Slaughterhouse Presents, The Way It began "Let's see now First thing I can remember is an evening years back The four of us was together even then And from that time on, nothing was ever gonna be quite the same again Yeah,

When will we get The time to be Just friends? Just friends, just friends? Can we be alone? It's never safe for us Not even in the evening 'Cause I've been drinking Not in the morning

Please send me someone to love But it's my life, yeah Yes listen to the blues, people If it's not asking too much When the evening, the evening sun goes down You gonna find me somewhere hanging around The night life, people, it ain't no good life All the

They taped over your mouth Scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one two of us is counting on That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again Crush, crush, crush, crush, crush (one,

Drop another daffodil We can push on through till morning Sail right off the map until morning Run your fingers down the cool underbelly of the blue evening Crank that vapor-wagon Start that kick dragon beating Step out on the patio Follow where your

No lines, no lines, the river is a river, not a line Meet me in the evening, where the river is low Meet me on the waters of the Ohio My blood is the water and it’s darker and deeper than time If the hounds are howling, then you cannot hide My friend, I