100 lyrics for "Out here me and you"

You're putting me on We're going to try it, you ever try it? I'm turning you on You're putting me on! Where did you get that stuff? Oh, Nikki's growing a patch out in the backyard Come on, you're putting me on Yeah, he's putting you on, he's a brat
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I got a letter from my love, It said exactly what I'm thinking of no words can say, Well darling I'll find away You see your diamond ring, I' here to say that doesn't mean a thing Without your love, And if that's all we got then take it off take it off
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Found myself today singing out your name, You said I'm crazy, If I am I'm crazy for you. Sometimes sitting in the dark wishing you were here Turns me crazy, But it's you who makes me lose my head. And every time I'm meant to be acting sensible You drift
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It won't be too long, girl Find out where you belong Living alone can have you so confused But remember now Just remember two words, hold on Feeling afraid and alone Remember two words, hold on She lives right there off of Rutledge Avenue She has a few
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Sweet creature, sweet creature We're both stubborn I know, but oh Wherever I go, you bring me home When I run out of road, you bring me home Sweet creature But we're still young And oh we started Two hearts in one home
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Na na na na na na Walk my way, Mrs All American Say my name, no need to pretend Don't be shy, Mrs All American You know she's like No one understands the chemistry we have And it came out of nowhere (Yeah) It's not like we planned this, Getting out of
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Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to
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Is it too much to ask? That's all I'm asking My shadow's dancing Without you for the first time My heart is hoping You'll walk right in tonight 'Cause if I'm being honest I ain't over you yet And tell me there are things that you regret Waiting here for
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Out in the streets, they call it murder Welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, welcome to Jamrock Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at Two pound ah weed inna van back It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack The smell
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