Pulk/Pull Revolving Doors
they're not his shoes under your bed
they take you places in his car
but you won't forget
And all the people that you know
will turn their heads as you go by
but you'll be hard to recognize
with the top down and the wind blowing, blowing
He won't deceive you or tell you the truth
woman, he'll be no trouble
he won't write you letters
full of excuses
come on, believe you have one in a million
You're not the girl you think you are
someone's standing in your place
the bathroom mirror makes you look tall
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Lotto karamba Finding Myself Lost Again
I find myself, a little bewitched by you
I find myself, a little begulied
I find my friends repeating your name
Then I find myself doing the same
Chorus:
Finding myself lost again
Finding myself lost again
losing myself by what I find
Finding myself loosing my mind
I praise myself, for having made a life alone
I praise myself, for working so hard
I give my praise where praise is due
I'm swapping that praise in praise of you
Finding myself lost again
Finding myself lost again
losing myself by what I find
Finding myself loosing my mind
It seems that I have taken quite a shine to you
And its seems that I'm in a mood to seduce
It seems that you have read my mind
Must be that we're the loosing kind
Finding myself lost again
Finding myself lost again
losing myself by what I find
Finding myself loosing my
Finding myself loosing my
Finding myself loosing my mind