domingo, 26 de agosto de 2012



Girl, I want you bad,
what'd you expect me to feel?
Best love I ever had,
The kind that helps me to heal.
Girl, don't make me mad,
Thinking this love isn't real.
I know how you feel so good.
If you had your way,
you'd be with me every single day.
Girl you'll never want to let me go...

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