stop until I got you in my life Not gonna stop until you are by my side I am not gonna stop cause it feels so right What do you think of Hold You lyrics by Detail
love I am not gonna stop until I got you in my life Not gonna stop until you are by my side I am not gonna stop cause it feels so right I just wanna get you
her She kissed you, you kissed me [over the repeat] Ohhh! Yes Where's your drink at girl? [repeat 2X] She kissed me, I kissed her You kissed you, you
can analyze and size you up And throw you on the scales They can IQ you and run you through their rigorous details They can do their best to rate you
long as you can keep it in perspective Even when you get some recognition Everything you do you still audition Art isn't easy Overnight you're a trend You
focus on wantin' to model Wether you whippin up in the truck or you revin' the trottle Or you wlyin up in the club or you throwin the bottle Just let
shadows And you've been here all along Ah you never left my side and now I feel my arms grow Stronger You may forget the details and you can forget
you no pay di bill Well, dem could a find you a sligoville You better mind how you use your talent and skill Till you hear man a bruk down your burglar
Let's pretend that we'll be here tomorrow and i'll try for you to be a little more on time i know you need to say you know you've let me down but you
I knew that you were good for me, You 'n I fit together so beautifully But only for three years were we in harmony I've ended up part you, part me, Love
cant stop it let me take you on a vivid journey (CHORUS) life life can be hard when the rich are on the top lights light can slow you down cos the power
like you do Nobody's broken through (Nobody's ever loved like you) Nobody loves me like you do (Nobody's ever broken through) Nobody's ever broken through (Nobody's ever loved like you
time at all Everything Hold your own And know your name And go your own way Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name) Are the things
you stay in a metropolitan home Well lets kill all the parlay'in and offer you a comsopolitan Lets jet out the club, get some oxygen Your friends claim I'm a player, you be lucky to keep me But you
John Carder Bush : "He got her drunk very quickly. Holding hands, they found the broom-cupboard, Where he had control as far as the fall, When his
Without all the excuses When it's just because you love me, you let me, you need me Then maybe, maybe All you have to do is hold me And you'll know and you
