Girl, we've
seen the years go by,
But I think
we've reached the end of the line,
Though
you'll always be a friend of mine,
Cause the
good Lord tore you out of my side
You were
maybe seventeen and me…
I was me
I was me
I was me
I was me...
Yeah
Now I never
been too good with words,
But you
gotta hear me now cause I got to be heard,
I've got a
fire burning inside of me
And you
must entertain this final plea, yeah
You are
looking good as hell tonight,
How about
me?
How about
me?
How about
me?
How about
me...
Yeah
You were
the first to blow up my scene,
My lady
Madonna,
My beauty
queen,
Officer, stop
that lady,
She's
getting away with my heart,
I see...
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