Sing My Song
Don't you wanna go with me
And sing my song
Hey hey yeah
Come and sing my song [x3]
So sexy go crazy my baby no maybe if you want me so sexy come and sing your song
You're so sexy
Oh my baby
If you want me
Come and sing my song
Pretty young babe
Cost you nothing
Take a chance
If you sing my song
I got something
If you want it
You can have it
If you sing my song
Hey sexy lady
Let's go crazy
Ain't no maybe
If you sing my song
Sing my song (come on) [x8]
Give it to me [x3]
I want you too
Give it to me [x3]
Come show me
Give it to me [x3]
I want you too
Give it to me [x3]
Come on
Come on it on
I work hard for .........
On a saturday night
And our future looks so.......
Live your life
Music is in all of our eyes
Shining ride
Love each other all this night
And maybe your last night
Don't you wanna go with me
You sing my song
Come and sing my song [x3]
You're so sexy
Oh my baby
If you want me
Come and sing my song
Pretty young babe
Cost you nothing
Take a chance
If you sing my song
I got something
If you want it
You can have it
If you sing my song
Hey sexy lady
Let's go crazy
Ain't no maybe
If you sing my song
Give it to me [x3]
I want you too
Give it to me [x3]
Come show me
Give it to me [x3]
I want you too
Give it to me [x3]
Come on
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