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I used to love a girl caled Mary-Jane I used to think that people looked the same Without their heads on But then she made my sky complete I used to watch her fall asleep I used to kiss her lie the salty sea I used to think that we where wild and free So independent But like buildings people fall apart She´s the girl with the clandestine heart She used to tell me things I´ve never heard It made me raise my head just like a bird When it drinks water I swore to love her ´til the end of time But... 

Tonight I saw a glimpse of your Smile within my own Reflection oh you looked So beautiful in A tear ran down my face And all my memories erased Oh why did you have to leave my side Oh why do all the rivers flow into the ocean And why does all the love in the world come straight from the heart And why does all the pain I feel come from deep inside Oh all these questions I could have answered If you were by my side Chorus: Something made me look at you Something made me do what I had to do, girl Something... 

Ooh (2x) Boys will be boys (2x) You’ve got something So incredible in my eyes My heart starts pumpin Whenever you’re around My whole world’s upside down Baby But I try to get closer And you always push me away You tell me it’s much too soon But I just can’t help it I always gotta make a play Chorus: Ooh (2x) Boys will be boys (Hey) Ooh (2x) Baby Boys will be boys All my senses Go right into overdrive Ooh my defenses Are never gonna hold Always gotta lose control An I... 

If you want to see me Don’t break down and cry I can be your sweetie If you be a friend of mine And I won’t be forsaken If you think thoughts unkind Just bring home the bacon And bring it home on time Hey Louie, can’t you see I couldn’t leave you if I tried Hey Louie, listen to me We got a thing so dignified It don’t matter if we lived in a shack Or in a shiny cadillac It don’t matter rich or poor When love is knocking at your door It feels like Christmas Just... 

[B-Real] I increase my throttle, uplift my shuttle Tribe in a huddle, pilot on auto - bro I’m not a role model, more like a psycho A Bates type of +Psycho+, cut you like Michael +Halloween+ character, or computer wizard Hit you with the blizzard, cut your circuit with my scissors Shorts’ll get crossed while you’re in the crossfire You get blasted, you dumb-ass bastard See you need the day-ta *, better I say dah-ta * * (data) You’re lookin at the Tribe, and you’re...