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[VERSE 1]"Girl, you could careless,If we're in public, or we're all, alone,Oooo girl, when it's on, it's on,Still bein' difficult, as you want,Even though, you're dead wrong,Girl, I don't wanna jump the gun, & head, out the do-or,My eard-rums, can't take no more, & I'm so tired of,All, the neighbors, bangin', on the floor."[Chorus]"Awake me when you're done,Screaming at from the top of your lungs,Like I was ten miles, away from the sun,You're makin', this love, into a project,Your attitude, takes away all the fun, (Oooo, girl wake me-e)Awake me when you're done,Screaming at from the top of your lungs,You make me wanna shout, " |
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That we're done!",& Then I look at your face,& memories make me wana come,Come back home, to you, (Come back home Mmmhmm-mm),Come back home, to you, (Come back home).[Verse 2]" |
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Mmmhm, Don't want excuses of:' |
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I'm sorry, |
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I ain't mean, to fight you.', |
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Swingin at my face, like you're |
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Mike, (Tyson!) |
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Cuttin' up furniture, like, you buy it, |
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You & me both know,(I used have, both of us a beach in the sun!), |
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Girl when |
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I hear you comin', |
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I just wanna, run, |
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Away from the pain, that used, to feel, so good, to me, |
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Girl wake me, yea-ah."[Chorus]" |
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Awake me when you're done, |
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Screaming at from the top of your lungs, |
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Like I was ten miles, away from the sun, |
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You're makin', this love, into a project, (Girl you've got me workin', girl wake me) |
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Your attitude, takes away all the fun, |
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Awake me when you're done, |
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Screaming at from the top of your lungs, (Mmmhm) |
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You make me wanna shout, "That we're done!",& |
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Then I look at your face,& memories make me wana come, (Oooo memories make me wanna come) |
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Babygirl, we can't go, go on like this, |
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A bunch of worthless arguments, |
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When we should be, drinkin', |
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Crys',Or maybe in a park, in |
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Crest, a weekend in a spa, for two, |
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I'd rather rub your body, down, than constantly, fight with you. |
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Fight with you, baby."" |
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Awake me when you're done, |
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Screaming at from the top of your lungs, |
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Like I was ten miles, away from the sun, |
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You're makin', this love, into a project, (Girl you got've me workin', girl wake me) |
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Your attitude, takes away all the fun, |
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Awake me when you're done, |
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Screaming at from the top (Mmmhm) of your lungs, |
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You make me wanna shout, "That we're done!",(Mmm-mmm-mm) & |
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Then I look at your face,& memories make me wana come, |
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Come back home. |
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Awake me when you're done, |
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Screaming at from the top of your lungs, (I'm right here) |
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Come back home. (Oh naw) - |
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Laughs-"Awake me when you're done,Screaming at from the top of your lungs,(& then you put it on me & I wanna ..Come back home .. you know)Babygirl, we can't go, go on like this,A bunch of worthless arguments,When we should be, drinkin', Crys',Or maybe in a park, in fest, a weekend in a spa, for two,I'd rather rub your body, down, than constantly, fight with you.Fight with you, baby." |
