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She was a friend of mine, she left with my man She lied, cheated, took all I had She was a friend of mine, she used what she knew She lied, cheated and
We took a walk that night but it wasn't the same We had a fight on the promenade out in the rain She said she loved me but she had somewhere to go She
I never had no one that I could count on I've been let down so many times I was tired of hurtin', so tired of searchin' 'Til you walked into my life
What would you do if I sang out of tune? Would you stand up and walk out on me? Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song And I'll try not to sing out
She Gotta friend She Gotta friend He ain't who he say he is he ain't who he say he is I can be her friend I can be her friend Ride in my mercedez benz
{Debby you know, I really treasure your friendship And I really treasure yours Bob You know good friendships are hard to find these days, in the 90's
Blackstreet, JJ Come on Uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah, what what? What's up, girlfriend? What's up, boyfriend? Show me my girlfriend Meet my boyfriend This is
Must of been mid afternoon As I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched out And he walked with a purpose in his sneakers, down the street He
I've never, I've never known such pure madness And for her it's all she can see I've never, I've never known such pure madness And for her it's all she
Bouncing and pounding, my head the backboard I need release to let it flow And I was ready, really ready I was ready to explode Oh wasted time, oh wasted
And I can't hear What you're saying, what you're doing to me And can't you see It would take the jaws of life to pry open your words So pry open your
I have felt the comfort Now what did I do to disappoint you? Idle my emptiness And it keeps returning to remind me That I want to remain A child with
Untie the hands that bind your mind And be nice, she put a gun against her ear Inside, against a gin and tonic sky She's a star, she finds a place to
I come home late at night On the floor to turn you on I check for tint and Technicolor 'Cause after you there is no other Your brown hair is my connection
Let it out, let me pull the shades And mix it up make it lemonade I've no intention of living this way No intention of living, moisture, moisture A thousand
How many times has this gone on? Call 'cause it's just been too long Say it's good to hear it's going fine Check that you're still featured in my mind