: You spin your words like a record in motion, step into the party, step out a commotion, with stars in your eyes, and with fire at your fingertips,
we knew before retrace our steps to the basement door, I'll ask you if the rain still makes you smile, Like so much time that we spent in the fall it
car, and never look back, singing-singing, "Break out, break out, Our time has come and we've got these big city dreams." Put up or shut up, we're not wasting time
this big city seem so small, Under stage lights, in rooms packed from window to wall, Like the sound of a smile, or the distance of song, only measured in time
got your back when times get rough and bring you down... Maybe you don't understand we've got to take this or break this off, it's all up to us and you
Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye - it could be for the last time and it's not right. "Don't let yourself get in over your head," he said. Alone and far
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are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... Take it off, take it all off, maybe we can get down and burn up in the heat... Times like these
so... ...Don't forget, we've got unfinished business, stories yet to unfold, tales that must be retold, and I regret not knowing when to put an end to all
You spin your words like a record in motion, step into the party, step out a commotion, with stars in your eyes, and with fire at your fingertips, burn
it off, just drop us the beat... Here's to the fast times; the times we felt alive; to all the nights that we forgot to get back home. Stay seventeen, the party scene
She gets what she wants and she breaks what she gets, get out while you can or she'll tear you to pieces / "Are you having a good time sweetheart?" Take
I have seen millions of faces, ever-unchanging; content with redundancy, I'm not the same way; searching for change in directions that I want to go.
off, just drop us the beat... Here's to the fast times; the times we felt alive; to all the nights that we forgot to get back home. Stay seventeen, the party scene
, two, three, the crew is called B.D.P. And if you want to go to the tip top Stop the violence in hip-hop, Y O Time and time again, as I pick up the
Y (We back, we back, we back) We all we got, yo, know I want y'all do? Yo Aiyo, stand at attention, raise your right arm, salute Roll the carpet out, watch all