21 lyrics for "You have to pay."
I ain't got nobody Lookin' out for me I am afraid Look around from time to time If you see me lookin' don't pay me no mind Let me tell you what I'm tryin' to find A girl who's for real all the time She don't have to wear a wig
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Yeah you can be his forever baby, but tonight you mine I pay you in cash baby, he just pay you mine Tell me you love me baby, and tell me it's mine You can have the whole thang if you came right now Quit fucking with them lames right now I could put you
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Da da da da da da da I can be your p-p-p-p-payback Mmm, baby I could be your payback Hey, gonna help you get your sway back Take ya to the dance floor, I'ma lean ya way back Yeah, I'ma lean ya way back Gonna have a real good time Don't worry 'bout your
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You can go wherever you wanna go You don’t ever have to go to war no more You can get up on some sunny day and run You don’t ever have to pay the bills no more Go wherever you wanna go Fly up to the moon and say hello now Never have to go to war no more
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She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are
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La, la, la, la, la. I only want to love you, please don't push me away, Let me in your life. I wasn't there when he hurt you, so why should I Have to pay, let me in your life. I want to share your tomorrows, so I must beg you Today, if he's the cause of
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I understand about indecision But I don't care if I get behind People livin' in competition All I want is to have my peace of mind Now if you're feelin' kinda low 'bout the dues you've been paying Future's coming much too slow And you want to run but
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Can't tell me nothin' Talk is cheap And free advice is worth the price you pay I have to find out for myself the hard way 1986 Harley Blowin' smoke and suckin' oil My daddy said, "Buy it and you're crazy, boy" Can't tell me nothin It took two months to
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Working for the devil You'll have to pay his tax That means going to see him Down among the racks You do his work so fine He'll remember you Worried for my friend As he shows me round the flat Where I don't want to find him
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