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This is only the Past. The Future is yet to be written.
I'm so obsessed, my heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest
I believe in you, like a virgin, you're Madonna, and I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind
Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo, the way you move ain't fair, you know!
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do...tonight
The way you can cut a rug, watching you's the only drug I need
You're so gangsta, I'm so thug, you're the only one I'm dreaming of
You see, I can be myself now finally, in fact there's nothing I can't be
I want the world to see you be with me
Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo, the way you move ain't fair, you know!
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do tonight,
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do...tonight
Hey, hey,hey
Hey, hey,hey
Tonight
Music and Lyrics by Train c 2010
3 comments:
Ah yes, a familiar dilemma.
Decoding your own notes is sometimes harder than cracking a safe.
Is it something you wrote to yourself. If so, maybe it is HT is the initials of the person LV means loves you, and IMM stands for In My Mind.
If all the above is a load of bollocks let me know.
Woof x
Grump; see the next post I wrote; I worked out the code again!
Cathy; welcome aboard! You're dubiously lucky to be entering my blog at this rather tumultuous time in my Life!
Enjoy the ride...
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