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25.01.2011 |
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4. | My Love (Paul McCartney & Wings cover) |
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I ain't got no money
I ain't like those other guys you hang around
It's kind of funny but they always seem to let you down
I get discouraged cause I never see you anymore
I need your love babe that's all I'm living for
Don't want to pressure you baby
But all I ever wanted to do
I wanna be your lover
I want to be the only one who makes you come running
I wanna be your lover
I want to turn you on, turn you out
All night long, make you shout
Lover, I want to be the only one you come for
I wanna be your brother
I wanna be your mother and your sister too
That can do the things that I'll do to you
And I get discouraged cause you treat me just like a child
They say I'm so shy
But with you I just go wild
Don't want to pressure you baby
But all I ever wanted to do
I wanna be your lover
I want to be the only one who makes you come running
I wanna be your lover
I want to turn you on, turn you out
All night long, make you shout
I want to be the only one you come for.
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So what, you think this is usual?
Strange moon, strange land, strange man.
Hold the hands of tiny horses,
Hold them, hold them kindly, man.
Low Red Moon,
How can you sleep like a baby,
Sleep like baby?
But you shine so different on another.
You shine different on another.
I look up, and I see
The raising of an old hope,
Brave and tattered.
A shining knight with shining eyes,
He shines around me brightly.
So now, I say this is beautiful.
I think you are strange.
Low red moon, how can you sleep like a baby,
Sleep like a baby?
But you shine so different on another.
You shine different on another.
Strange moon, strange land, strange...
You made me cry when I was young,
And I was young.
Now I got strong arms,
Strong arms for a girl,
And I say,
"He belongs to me.
He belongs to me.
He's a human bed of roses."
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[chorus]
I'm feelin'....
I wanna love you, I want to love and treat you right;
I wanna love you every day and every night:
We'll be together, with a roof over our heads;
To share the shelter in a single bed;
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'?
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'? Wo-o-o-oah!
I wanna know - wanna know - wanna know now!
I wanna know - wanna know - wanna know now!
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I - I'm willing and able,
So I lay my cards on your table!
I wanna love you - I wanna love, love and treat - love and treat you right;
I wanna love you every day and every night:
We'll be together, with a roof over our heads;
We'll share the shelter, of my single bed;
We'll share the same room, yeah! - for Jah provide the bread.
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'?
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'? Wo-o-o-oh!
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'?
Tell me, if its love, love, love that I'm feelin'?
I wanna love you - I wanna love, love and treat - love and treat you right;
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'?
Someone tell me if its love, love ... [Fade out]
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And when i go away
I know my heart can stay with my love , it's understood
It's in the hands of my love , and my love does it good
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo , my love does it good
And when the cupboards bare
I'll still find something there with my love
It's understood , it's everywhere with my love
And my love does it good
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo , my love does it good
Oh I love oh wo......my love
Only my love holds the other key to me
Oh....my love oh...my love
Only my love does it good to me
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo , my love does it good
Don't ever ask me why , i never say goodbye to my love
It's understood , it's everywhere with my love
And my love does it good
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo , my love does it good
Oh I love oh wo......my love
Only my love does it good to me
Woooooooooooooh
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When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, What will I be?
Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?
Here's what she said to me:
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said:
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be?
Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?
I tell them tenderly:
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
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