The way you walk
It urns me on
The way you talk
My mind is gone
The things you do it gives me the day
The way you touch me it sends me away
I love the fact that I'm with you
From the talks we have to the things we do
And Yet I manage to put hurt in your eyes
All because of that little whits lie.
"I didn't do it. They're lying to you. I didn't touch it
I promise its true. The things I did I did it for you. Baby please believe
me, What else would I do?"
I love you and this is true
I will always love the way you do!
 
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