Text1.ru DJ JEDY - Love Games
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I want a man who's never sorry
Keeps my number all his life
Drinks liquor like his daddy
Waste his money and his time
Touch the tattoos on my body
Make em glisten,make em shine
On a normal world and like em
I guess that's what makes him mine
Don't let it go. Tell me to break all these sweet to me
Oh goodness, Lord, we just don't make love
But I gotta thank you for lessons you taught me
Now I hate it break it down
I'm done with your games,your games,your games
That are and that are and I'm done with your game
But I gotta thank you for lessons you taught me
Now I hate it break it down
I'm done with your games, your games, your games
I want a man who's never sorry
Keeps my number all his life
Drinks liquor like his daddy
Waste his money and his time
Touch the tattoos on my body
Make em glisten,make em shine
On a normal world and like em
I guess that's what makes him mine
Don't let it go. Tell me to break all these sweet to me
Oh goodness, Lord, we just don't make love
But I gotta thank you for lessons you taught me
Now I hate it break it down
I'm done with your games,your games,your games
That are and that are and I'm done with your game
But I gotta thank you for lessons you taught me
Now I hate it break it down
I'm done with your games, your games, your games
Keeps my number all his life
Drinks liquor like his daddy
Waste his money and his time
Touch the tattoos on my body
Make em glisten,make em shine
On a normal world and like em
I guess that's what makes him mine
Don't let it go. Tell me to break all these sweet to me
Oh goodness, Lord, we just don't make love
But I gotta thank you for lessons you taught me
Now I hate it break it down
I'm done with your games,your games,your games
That are and that are and I'm done with your game
But I gotta thank you for lessons you taught me
Now I hate it break it down
I'm done with your games, your games, your games
I want a man who's never sorry
Keeps my number all his life
Drinks liquor like his daddy
Waste his money and his time
Touch the tattoos on my body
Make em glisten,make em shine
On a normal world and like em
I guess that's what makes him mine
Don't let it go. Tell me to break all these sweet to me
Oh goodness, Lord, we just don't make love
But I gotta thank you for lessons you taught me
Now I hate it break it down
I'm done with your games,your games,your games
That are and that are and I'm done with your game
But I gotta thank you for lessons you taught me
Now I hate it break it down
I'm done with your games, your games, your games
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