100 lyrics for "And it really"
It was just a fling But I really don't regret a thing Cause it was crazy babe And all I remember is me saying Give it to me then you came in Now I'm smiling and I'm barely sober I'm caught in a love hangover I'm caught in love hangover One drink turned
PlayAre you watching? You put on quite a show You're a fraud and you know it Anyone would do the same Such highs and lows All these highs and lows And you're never really sure What you do it for
PlayHallelujah, hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah I've heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major
PlaySex, love and water The things you want Just do the things you want and make love all night You just gotta do the things you want All I really need is sex, love, and water Take your time now find your groove It's alright, we can do this all night, yeah I
PlayI’m reaching for the door And I don’t understand why it has to be this way Lock the door, me in the closet But it’s just too hard on me, oh So come back home Picture of you in my pocket It’s all I really have left of you And it’s not enough to keep me
Play"You don't really think you're gonna get away, do you?" "We haven't spotted them yet." "But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity." A 100 Miles and Runnin'. MC Ren, I hold the gun and You want me to kill a motherfucker and it's done in. Since I'm
PlayWhat was I thinking Yeah I got a house in every city I got everything any guy could want But all I really want is you (Tyler what were you thinking) And girls outside my door When all I really want is you I feel so dirty in my hotel room I got a king
PlayPacin' back and forth in my mind Thinkin' is it really worth it sometimes, ooh You know it get hard when I'm four drinks in I just did too much Now I gotta live with my decisions I avoid none, yeah Can't deny what a body wants, ooh Can't deny what a body
PlayI know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working I could make a melody like, "yeah, yeah" We just turning up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad,
PlayI must admit I was awful bad I walk the streets of love and they're full of tears You're awful bright, you're awful smart I must admit you broke my heart The awful truth is really sad While lovers laugh and music plays I stumble by and I hide my pain The
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