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17.09.2007 |
1. | Brukpocket's Lament |
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3. | Set Me Free |
4. | That Kind of Man |
5. | Doing Fine |
6. | Dignity |
7. | Our Special Place |
8. | Girl |
9. | In the Morning |
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She want everything
She want the Gucci and the Louis Vuittons
All the Juicy and Canary Blue
She want the kind of things that go in style
And she won't give it up
Until you give her just about enough
Those girls are so dangerous
It's enough to make a lover broke
Now do you want that love?
Do you need that love?
She's gonna make you broke
She's gonna make you broke
Now do you want that love?
Do you need that love?
She's gonna make you broke
She's gonna make you broke
In magazines
Checking outs the inner scene
Can't afford to book the credit sleeve
Before she know it then she's in for g's
Now don't take it personal
If you're running with this kind of girl
I'm sure she's gonna rock your world
Like the way she won't rock with her own
Now do you want that love?
Do you need that love?
She's gonna make you broke
She's gonna make you broke
Now do you want that love?
Do you need that love?
She's gonna make you broke
She's gonna make you broke
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Now do you want that love?
Do you need that love?
She's gonna make you broke
She's gonna make you broke
Now do you want that love?
Do you need that love?
She's gonna make you broke
She's gonna make you broke
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Got gooseflesh, got butterflies, got a temperature you gonna feel em rise
I make a good man, like a bad son, like a daddy that you call number one
I see this big heart like a big stain, makin your love make me feel the lick
so when the clouds come, bad weather roam
aint a shame if I dont see the sun because
Who needs the sunshine when your here
Who needs the sunshine when your here
Who needs the sunshine when your here
When you carry the sunshine with you
Dont need no big train hor-cigary(???)
I got more than I need to complete the set
I make picturesque on the warm breast
Head how come I dont need no rest
But gimme medicine in the shape of your (?)
What kinda of fetish did I decide to cast you in
So when the storm break I'll leave the headache
To walk alone in the cloud for my own sake
Who needs the sunshine when your here
Who needs the sunshine when your here
Who needs the sunshine when your here
When you carry the sunshine all alone with you
You got to let me know
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