87 lyrics for "I'm on a plain"

And I think I found the real thing (real love) You got me singing Na na na na I'm in Love Let me explain yeah I got a new woman loving me in every way That she get All she wanna be is Falling in my bed Safe to safe it out
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I can't explain it, but you're gonna love this So crazy outrageous, simply unstoppable Blah, yeah, simple Honey, I'm a fine boy, no pimples I've done deja-vu with the dimples And fuckin' everybody wants me on their single My mom 44 years with no wrinkles
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Still in love (Still in love, in love with you) Don't you know that I'm Sho' 'nuff in love with you, hey Sho' 'nuff in love with you Spending my day, thinkin' 'bout you girl Being here with you, being near with you I can't explain myself Why I, feel like
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Tear the bastards apart We see them coming a mile away Gathered to kill on a desolate plain No fear in our minds Pure hate in our hearts Miscalculation of our strength their bane Take us lightly and we'll make you pay Pride left them defenseless
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'Cause I believe I believe to my soul Oh yes, I believe One of these days and it won't be long You're gonna search for me and down the road I'm gone You're tryin' to mess around with me babe You keep complainin, my progression is slow You shouldn't
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I'm living the good life a toast to you now I can't complain (I can't complain) It's all sham pain (it's all sham pain) All in all it's a good life I got what I want I never cared about the money never really needed fame You think it would've changed me,
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Why do you think I come 'round here on my free will? Wasting all my precious time I've told you now Still I refrain From talking at you, talking on You know me well I don't explain You know what I mean
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Sometimes I don't know which way to go 'cause I'm walking on a high wire Have to pull it together Feel so washed up today Haven't really got much to say Blood on the pillow of my bed Explains the pain that's in my head Sometimes I can't tell, but it's
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Instructions from the manual could not have been much more plain the blues are still required the blues are still required again Past territorial piss-posts past whispers in the closets past screamin' from the rooftops we live to survive our paradoxes
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