Pusher love So high I’m on the ceiling baby So gon' and be my dealer baby Your my drug One more time I'm just a, junkie for your love (I'm hopped up on it)

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come on back home baby, try my love one more time You say I've been spendin' my money on other women But you've been runnin' with somebody else Well your

More than you could ever know Make my wish come true I don't care about presents Underneath the Christmas tree All I want for Christmas is you baby don't want a lot for Christmas There's just one thing I need I just want you for my own

You take me to the edge of heaven One last time might be forever I ain't got no more worries Loving you takes such courage But don't worry baby Tell me that my soul's forgiven It's just a matter of time before my heart is Looking for a home Hide your

One more time for my taste I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds See me fall from your eyes to your waist I feel your love, I feel your faith always One more time for my It's okay, it's me, babe Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I'm not

I know the only one for me can only be you My arms won't free you, my heart won't try Each time I look at you is like the first time Each time you're near me the thrill is new And there is nothing that I wouldn't do for The rare delight of the sight of

I've got some love and so much more And I"m ready to make someone mine Making my way through an open door And I'll find her, 'cause it's about time Biding my time, trying to find a heart that's lonely Looking for her, my love my one and only Maybe I'll

I guess there's no good reason, for livin', But I'll keep on livin' for you, baby, There's nothing else to do, babe, But spend my life holding you and lovin' you If I ask you more than one million times to forgive me, You think of a reason why, That you

I ain't tryna let my mama down (down, down, down) Do it for the hood, nigga, rep Southside with an F 'cause I'm fresh Yeah, I'm just tryna make my mama proud, yeah (proud, yeah) Yeah, mama ain't raise no ho, one more time Yeah, my mama ain't raise no ho

One more time for my taste I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds See me fall from your eyes to your waist I feel your love, I feel your faith always One more time for my It's okay, it's me, babe Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I'm not