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Your tender touch is a must you got me paralysed |
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All I can do is curve my back and close my eyes |
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If our love had a soundtrack it be made from sighs |
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Produce written and arrange on a sweet vibe |
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Complete my sentence like a set of twins our love evoke a message like the new testament |
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My love medicine and |
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I aint trippin its pure love |
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I m giving |
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You aint just my lover but you my bredrin |
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You, your such a vivrant thing so full of life your like a vivrant thing |
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You bring me to life you got me doing mad things |
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You cloud my mind like |
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I been smoking |
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Your the very reason that |
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I believe in love if |
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I believe enough than |
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I can learn to trust |
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And on the way there |
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I let you beat it up |
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Not speaking literally it s just a matter of speech |
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CHORUSYou are my buddy, you my buddy |
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You are my buddy, you my buddy |
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And I think |
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I m falling for my buddy |
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I think I m falling for my buddy |
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He is my buddy he my buddy |
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He is my buddy he my buddy |
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And I think |
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I m falling for my buddy |
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I think I m falling for my buddy |
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Our current affairs are matters for the mind |
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When I m with you |
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I have no concept of time |
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I can speak my mind my chakras realign |
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You ignite the spark in the hottest part of me |
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You touch the realms of speech |
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I speak in tongues |
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And when we ready to come we come one |
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I laugh a lot you bring me so much fun you tell me that you lucky but |
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I m the lucky one |
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Cause I m a different type of chick a shift brick chick |
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And I m used to rolling with brothers who cock sticks |
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Love for me is such an armshouse ting cause the outside forces means it stays a fling |
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But its happening and |
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I feel so alive for the very first time you make me wanna swear |
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Make me wanna jump from the front to the rear |
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Pull up the hand brake and we can do it right here |
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CHORUSMy buddy, my buddy buddy look what we started, started started |
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I get the call and |
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I m living on the phone |
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Cause we be on the phone till six in the mourning |
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Talking all day and loving all night pure argument |
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I m a give and them argument me like |
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Cause I m an mc and |
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I appreciate lyrics and he appreciate the way |
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I give it |
