100 lyrics for "La, la-la, la-la, la"

Lay all your love on me Don't go wasting your emotion Don't go sharing your devotion And all I've learned has overturned I wasn't jealous before we met Now every woman I see is a potential threat And I'm possessive, it isn't nice You've heard me saying
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Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day, That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty, Little house, little kid, little small town story Come
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Regalame aunque sea una noche (Una nada mas) Y dime que tu quieres hacer (No no no no) Es que tu me tienes loco, envuelto Y por eso yo no te suelto Tengo ganas de probar tu cuerpo Ven a mi disfrutate el momento Si la noche es joven baby
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I can't remember feeling love like this in so long. I can't imagine living life without you by my side. Day after day you find a way to make this grown man cry. All for you. It's so true, I'm all for you. I'm all for you. Last night I fell asleep, and I
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Tats on my face (Tats) This Backwood an eighth (Hey) Your trash, you're waste I was on the Nawf smoking on shake (Nawf) Thirty round on the Glock make you shake (Baow) Chasing the bag, I race (Bag) I make a plain bitch great (Plain bitch) Look in his
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I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled (boiled) Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top, top, top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal No (What lil' shawty, what lil' shawty say)
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Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November
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Only through struggle have I found rest With a piece of me taken away I begin to understand Hollow out this machine like chest With its gears that turn to make me feel And assembled thoughts that fade away Remove from me This deception that I call love
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Your sex is on fire With what's to transpire The greatest Lay where you're laying Don't make a sound I know they're watching
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That's what country is It's homemade peach ice cream on sunburnt lips It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall It's a hide away bed in an old horse stall Two kids gettin' caught stealin' a Boone's farm kiss It ain't a John Deere cap that's never fell
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