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Lovin’ Me Anyway

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 19.10.2012

Oh whoa whoa, Oh whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa
No one would blame ya tomorrow
If you packed your things and hit that open road
Ended up in the bahamas with an address that
Only your mama would know
Yeah I could lie and say this time im gonna change
But we both know better
I'm like a ship out on the ocean
Cussin' the waves but loving the motion
Chasin a star that don't always shine
Gettin' far out and falling behind
I know loving me's never been easy
I'm like a wild card that's hard to play
But I won't thank you for loving me anyway
Oh whoa whoa, Oh whoa whoa, Oh whoa whoa whoa
They dressed you up like an angel
And they painted you a halo and some wings
That gold carat they dangled
Was supposed to keep your eyes off guys like me
They told you I'm no good
And that you always could do so much better
I'm like a ship out on the ocean
Cussin' the waves but loving the motion
Chasin a star that don't always shine
Gettin far out and falling behind
I know loving me's never been easy
I'm like a wild card that's hard to play
But I won't thank you for loving me anyway
Yeah through the ups and downs and sideways
All the gotta have it my ways
Yeah the crazy nights and dog days
You kept on lovin me anyway
Whoa oh
Oh whoa whoa, Oh whoa whoa, Oh whoa whoa whoa
Hey
I'm like a ship out on the ocean
Cussin' the waves but loving the motion
I'm like a ship out on the ocean
Cussin' the waves but loving the motion
Gettin far out I'm fallin behind
Yeah loving loving loving me anyways
Oh whoa whoa, Oh whoa whoa, Oh whoa whoa whoa
You're loving me anyways yeah
Yeah I'm like a ship out on the ocean
Loving the waves but cussin' the motion


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