A million ways to show that I love you I'm gonna try every one A million ways to show I think of you I've just begun Took a long time to realize Love
Love Potion #9/Spooky I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth She's got a pad down on 34th and Vine Sellin
Ai no, ai no, corrida Ai no, ai no, corrida I hold you, I touch you In a maze can't find my way I think you, I drink you I'm being served you on a tray
How do I tell I'm not dreaming When do I know that it's true Why is the heartache not healin' I can't shake this feelin' When I'm thinking of you Who
Time has a way of going by Tomorrow becomes today If the beat goes on when the song is gone Harmony finds her way Another lover may walk you home Another
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When I want you in my arms When I want you and your charms Whenever I want you all I have to do is dream Dream, dream, dream When I feel blue in the
Somewhere on the edge of time You hear a plaintive song Remembering a way of life That seemed to go on and on and on What can we offer them now In a world
Bake potato It's so necessary When my nerves get cooked You keep me rocking on steady When my soul gets shook Ooh, you make a good thing better, baby
Because the world is round It turns me on Because the world is round Because the wind is high It blows my mind Because the wind is high Love is old,
One day is little to ask One night goes much to fast One love deliver me back Once more I'm back on track I need another chance One more is all I ask
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone It's not warm when she's away Ain't no sunshine when she's gone She's gone much too long Any time she goes away Ain
I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine Sellin' little bottles
All night, under the laughing moon My heart is beating soft and low Love was here but now it's gone I'm by myself with my blue radio A spanish rose pressed
Well there once was a bird named Sammy Who had a yellow head You might say this bird is crazy Why can't he fly straight ahead? Well, he never seems to
There's 400 people in my calc lecture there's only one that I think about I don't give a damn for the others but there's one girl who makes me wanna
Well this crush, it hurts so bad I really wish that I had you When you're not around I wish I was dead I know, I'll hold a handgun to your head 'cause
I went to Gino's just the other day I asked the lady for some SoBe She looked at me, and she said okay Then she said.... We have Canolli today Sarah