68 lyrics for "You were my girl"
I'm callin' all my girls We're gonna turn this party out I know you want my body Tonight I'll be your naughty girl I'm Callin' all my girls I see you look me up and down And I came to party I love to love you baby (I love to love you baby) Tonight I'll
PlayI guess I'm crazy, crazy for you can't you see Girl, there are no words to say What I feel in my heart You, you're on my mind night and day And it hurts me when we're apart When you're not here by my side There is nothing in this world for me And
PlayWhen I was young Pain more painful Laughter much louder Yeah, when I was young The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard I smoked my first cigarette at ten And for girls, I had a bad yen
PlayYou know that I do You know I love you You got me feeling so high Maybe we could stop time Every moment we're together, babe We can make our own world Just let me be my own girl We'll talk about forever babe You know I, you know I
PlayI'm just sitting In my car and Waiting for my girl. Why don't you ask the kids at Tienanmen Square? Was fashion the reason why they were there? They disguise it, Hypnotize it. Television made you buy it. Waiting for my She's scared that I will take her
PlayCome chill baby, chill baby Come chill with a nigga Yeah yeah (yeah) 'Cause a girl like you Deserves affection when we're sexing It's a blessing that you came So when you come through You already know what's on my mind We ain't gotta waste no time
PlayI be crying hey, train carried my girl away I be crying hey, that train carried my girl away from town Where were you when the train left town I was standing on the corner, my head hanging down Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Show me the woman that I can
PlayI ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking
PlayUnder the stars on Brighton Beach Seems like only yesterday I remember when you were only seventeen You were the finest girl that my eyes had ever seen I guess you found it hard to simply just ignore This scruffy beat up working class teenage troubadour
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