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2. | You Make Me Smile |
3. | Till I Get It Right |
4. | Rainin' In My Heart |
5. | It Never Hurts To Be Nice To Somebody |
6. | Run Clero Run |
7. | Make Believe World |
8. | Which Way Home |
9. | Sing For The Good Times |
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I see you every day
Walking down the avenue
I'd like to get to know you
But all I do is smile at you
Oh baby when it comes to talking
My tongue get so thight
This sidewalk love affair
Has got me high as a kite
Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
Well I'm a slow walker
But girl I'd race a mile for you
Just to get back in time
For my peek-a-boo rendezvous
Well baby maby it's the way
You wear you're blue jeans so tight
I can't put my finger
On what you're doing right
Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
Well I'm standing on a corner
Smiling by a telephone
I'd like to check you over
Get to know you with a fine tooth comb
Oh baby when I get home, I turn out the light
And then you come a strolling through
My dreams every night
Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
Yeah yeah, there's something 'bout you baby I like
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I been in the right place
But it must have been the wrong time
I'd of said the right thing
But I must have used the wrong line
I been in the right trip
But I must have used the wrong car
My head was in a bad place
And I'm wondering what it's good for
I been the right place
But it must have been the wrong time
My head was in a place
But I'm having such a good time
I been running trying to get hung up in my mind
Got to give myself a little talking to this time
Just need a little brain salad surgery
Got to cure this insecurity
I been in the wrong place
But it must have been the right time
I been in the right place
But it must have been the wrong song
I been in the right vein
But it seems like the wrong arm
I been in the right world
But it seems wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong
Slipping, dodging ,sneaking
Creeping hiding out down the street
See me life shaking with every who I meet
Refried confusion is making itself clear
Wonder which way do I go to get on out of here
I been in the right place
But it must have been the wrong time
I'd have said the right thing
But I must have used the wrong line
I'd a took the right road
But I must have took a wrong turn
Would have made the right move
But I made it at the wrong time
I been on the right road
But I must have used the wrong car
My head was in a good place
And I wonder what it's bad for
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