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Angel Heart

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 26.06.2012

one two one two
if i only knew what to do
'cause too much is killing me, yeah
but i never could get enough, yeah
one two one two
if i only ever had a clue
i'm so close, it's burning me, yeah
but i never could stay away more than a day
i'm always thinking of you

angel heart
you're tearing me apart
you're doing somthing to me deep inside
angel heart
you're doing it pretty smart
you're doing somthing wonderful to me

one two one two
if i only knew what to do
'cause too much is boring me, yeah
but i never could get enough, yeah
one two one two
if i only ever had a clue
'cause distance is torturing me, yeah
but i never could stay with you more than a day
i'm always thinking of you

angel heart
you're tearing me apart
you're doing somthing to me deep inside
angel heart
you're doing it pretty smart
you're doing somthing wonderful to me
angel heart angel heart
she's the only one


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