52 lyrics for "No I don't, it's true"

I don't want a lot for Christmas More than you could ever know I don't care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree I just want you for my own Make my wish come true Baby, it's you There is just one thing I need All I want for Christmas is you
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Just don't leave Don't leave I'll drown my beliefs To have you be in peace I'll dress like your niece And wash your swollen feet I'm not living, I'm just killing time Your tiny hands
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I need to know Tell me baby girl cause I need to know Cause I need to know If it's true don't leave me all alone out here Wondering if you're ever gonna take me there Tell me what you're feeling cause I need to know Girl you've gotta let me know which
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She's such a good kisser Kiss it good, kiss it right Keep it up, we be kissin' all night I done been around the world, I done kissed a lot of girls So I'm guessin' that it's true Make me holla and I bet a million dollars Don't nobody kiss it like you
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So, then it's all because of you (all because of you) I got a problem, and I (don't know what to do about it) Taken by the thought of it And I know this much is true Baby, you have become my addiction And it's all because of you (all because of you) So,
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But don't remind me of home, Have to change. I know some things have There's everywhere I'd rather Go. It's true that some things And don't remind me of home, Or I might notice where I am. It's true that some things
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Like "ooh, ah, pull up, hop out, ooh, ah" No faith, no fear, I know the drill You got a girl so don't get too close to me I mean, ain't that how it's supposed to be Mysterious, interesting, true Commenting I listen 'Cause everything I was thinking about
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Well, cheat on, have your fun But to your own self, the most damage is done When your cheatin' days are over Don't come runnin', don't come runnin' back to me You've hurt my heart a lot of it's true But I'm not angry, I just feel sorry for you So when
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Just don’t leave Don’t leave I’ll drown my beliefs To have your babies I’ll dress like your niece And wash your swollen feet I’m not living I’m just killing time Your tiny hands
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