100 lyrics for "I want you back!"
Give me one reason to stay here Said I don't want leave you lonely You got to make me change my mind And I'll turn right back around And I'll turn right back around I don't want no one to squeeze me, they might take away my life Baby I got your number,
PlayShe keeps me up (I keep you up) All night (All night) Funky little monkey, she's a twisted trickster Everybody wants to be the sister's mister Coca-Cola roller-coaster Love her even though I'm not supposed to. I never wanna have to slow down Got to be a
PlayThere’s no way that it’s not going there With the way that we’re looking at each other We just dance backwards into each other Trying to keep our feelings secretly covered Every second with you I want another But maybe we can hold off one sec So we can
PlayCold hearted I want someone to hurt you, make you die the way I do An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth I don't think that I could be so Fell to my knees with a knife in my back, Never thought you'd be the kind to do something like that, But you did You
PlayI wish you were on it And you know the way I could use a little Henny right now Rushin' over, runnin' into my house Just want you back, tears rollin' down your face Drop your keys on my hardwood floor Kiss me like you never kissed me before And girl I
PlayHe don't like that He wants his life back He wants to go back home Poor guy that man John Thomas His woman truly was a devil And she wasn't all that honest She tore him down on every level You're a no good lazy motherfucker Gotta a shit job you worthless
PlayI'm just a horse on the moor I'm just a horse with no name He means to ride me on, He sees a battle he don't want to face alone I bolt upwards and shake him off my back He falls to his knees, on to a bloody track Well I can't be your horse any more
PlayWould you hit it in the back seat of my ride And I know it's risky right Won't you hit it how I like But I want it in the backseat of my hm Who needs a bed when there’s a hooptie instead So I want it now Oowee these fellas can't mind their business, hm
PlayI want my mullet back My old Camero, and my eight-track Fuzzy dice hangin' loose and proud ZZ Top, they're playin' loud A simple time, that's what I miss Your mini skirt and your sweet kiss Things are changin' man, and that's a fact, but Bell bottoms
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