100 lyrics for "Tell me what he on"

Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, Tell me what it takes to let you go. Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, Tell me how the pain's supposed to go. In the night Tell me how it is that
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Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite that beams me home What are we coming to? This is killing me I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown Well what am I to do? I know all the things
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The whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieving Who's got the brain of JFK? What's it mean to us now? Oh, it's sound insurance But I can tell you, this is no lie You, you've been taught We'd been the same, now they got you in
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You say that you want me I hope that you do Cause tell me just where I would be in this world Without someone like you When you say that you need me Like only you can Oh baby you don't really know what you've done To the heart of this man So baby tonight
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Baby just come to me Tell me what's goin' on Baby I love you so I never let you go Waiting for warm embrace I'm living in the space Be what you want to be Tell me what's going on I'm looking for your face Don't break my heart tonight
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Young and reckless, rich and wealthy Say health is wealth, that means I'm deadly That's why they sweat me, successful black man With a felony, but what you tellin' me? Don't hire me so I bought the company Bitch ain't shit funny, I'm not Bill Bellamy
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I don't care what you say anymore this is my life Go ahead with your own life leave me alone I don't need you to worry for me 'cause I'm alright I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home I never said you had to offer me a second chance I never
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Stop don't stop don't stop Giving me things Laughing about it Stop don't stop don't stop I said Walk little walk Small talk big thoughts Gonna tell them all just what I want That street two streets I see you and me Hanging on the empty swings
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Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a
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