why me my lord?, by April BLue
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why me my lord?
why can u knot leave me Bee?
why must u all ways pester me?
why me my lord?
up yours with west hollywood crew
up yours with pretty pink roses too
baby's breathe
u do confess?
baby's breathe
all ways your test
why me my lord?
why can u knot leave me Bee?
why must u all ways provoke me?
why me my lord?
when i was ten years old
my heart was keen and fiery bold
down in your daddy's hometown creek
your life i did get a good peek
your fate was with another
i knew it would all Bee such a bother
told myself i wood cry now knot later
down on the block where i was ice skater
why me my lord?
why can u knot leave me Bee?
why must u all ways torment me?
why me my lord?
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Posted: 2005-06-21 14:55:03 UTC |
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