I hear you on the radio I never want to change a single note It's what I tried to say all along You're my favorite song (my favorite song) And when
my hand, and you'll know We got a whole world to discover Oh, I, I've gotta song in my heart And a feeling just for you I've gotta song in my heart And
Songs my mother taught me In the days long vanish'd Seldom from her eyelids Were the teardrops banish'd Now I teach my children Each melodious measure
love, love This is my song I tell you about the story of love This is my song I tell you about the story of love This is my song I tell you about the
Wake abandoned Smoke out The windowed floors From your daddy's house You're alive today Small hands of a woman With an animal heart Noooooooooo Noooooooooo Hold my
, where?d you get your body from? Tell me, where?d you get your body from? I got it from my mama I got it from my mama I got it from my mama I got it
form Why do I care if icicles form I've got my love to keep me warm Off with my overcoat Off with my gloves I need no overcoat I'm burning with love My
It cost me a lot But there's one thing that I've got It's my man, it's my man Cold or wet tired, you bet All of this I'll soon forget With my man He
go to my head And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You go to my
ve taken off my shirt You can try and have your way But I have far too much to say And you will be asleep before I've taken off my shirt I'll be a lady
my song, I'll be home, I'll be home. When the night feels my song, I'll be home, I'll be home. When the night feels my song, I'll be home, I'll be home
much, I dream too much I'm caught up by the ghosts in my machine I'm bruised and battered by the storm Can't find a place to keep me warm My mind is
Ever since my accident Overthrown to her lips And it's wild is the wild Well I stand all alone like a tree All alone I stand
Girl, I wanna get To the bottom of this I wanna hear the places That I know that he missed You ain't been satisfied In fact you've been denied All the
, do, no, oh, oh See I don't get down like that You'd be loved the way you're Supposed to be If I was your man, you was my girl We would be loving '
I wanna dance, got my hands, see some mashing DJ, don't play no slow jam After the club I'll make love my own way One or two would be cool To get my
aisle to my song I want the first dance to be my song And I wanna and I wanna make Wanna make love to my song, to my song, yeah Wanna have babies to my song
if it wasn't for your meddling friends You asking questions what I'm doing, where I been Just because you can't reach me when you want on my cellphone