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To: LiveFreeOrDie2001

Certain things you do
Really make me mad I must confess
The way the street light silhouettes
Your thighs inside your dress
Wild dchild in the strees
I think I see you
but I really don’t know
One million miles an hour
Headed out to where the down boys go

CHORUS
Whoah can we rewind
To where we’ve been
Ooh I wish you’d take a look
And see the shape I’m in
Where the down boys go (go)
Where the down boys go (go)
Where the down boys go
I wanna go where the down boys go

You comb your hair
Put on your shades
You look real cool
Gimme the runaround
Make me feel like your fool
You got a lot of never
To call me cheap
Even though it’s true
I don’t care where we go tonight
Take me along with you

CHORUS
Baby

Certain things you do
Really make me mad I must confess
The way the street light silhouettes
Your thighs inside yoru dress

CHORUS


95 posted on 03/05/2009 2:35:36 PM PST by rockabyebaby (We are soooooooooooooooooooooooo screwed!)
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To: rockabyebaby

You delivered again!


99 posted on 03/05/2009 2:37:44 PM PST by LiveFreeOrDie2001 (Best Cook on Free Republic! ;-))
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