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: Hi This Is Britney Spears And Sometimes My Friend Can't Come To The Phone And This Is One Of Those Times So Leave A Message At The Beep And Baby they
: Cos it's the same old story of Friday night, but we've got nowhere to go. Do we brave it out in town with the rest of the city folk, pushing at the
: "Pas la peine de suivre l'aiguille.", Dit le patron du bar, "Ca n'avance a rien Elle est en retard ! Va jouer aux billes Ca passe le temps et ca fait
: Smudged funnies in a broken bottle on the dot at nine Daddy throws clothes, throws on an old stove I'm crying in the corner at five Well I've seen
: You ain't loved me right for a while And for your hand and word I'd crawl a mile For all that I know You're still scandalous You're so scandalous
: I needed just a hit, one hit It's very little hit, I'm sure I won't like it I needed to be heard, one hit would send me flying I got away with murder
: Now, is this just creative, or was I meant to be a killer killing Lovers in the street? Sometimes the most unlikely prove themselves to be a liar Everything
: There's a suicidal taliban for talent on the cusp Egyptian musk Egyptian musk When the village came with fire, you were hiding on the right I knew
: She told me all the things she knew You give her one she'd reach for two The cold four on the sofa is getting closer And she's the hardest thing to
: Welcoming you to cardboard city where I think they're laughing at you band Did you have a clue that it was pretty on the gritty bottom of a van? I'
: She's not it She's really not it She is She's really not it You know I'm glad that she's not alive She quit her job when she was 45 This kind of drama
: I drove a tank in on the left I hid a rifle on the right When she said "I see a tunnel And at the end I see a light" I see fire on the water On
: Speaking of heaven, she looked lika a god on earth It was something I could not understand, or explain I mean you Don't know The things I do while
: (Beating Heart Baby) Baby is this love for real? (Beating Heart Baby) Let me in your arms to feel (Beating Heart Baby) The beating of your heart, baby
: You want a medal For the things you've done Well prizes don't come around As easy as you want em now You want a mountain with your face engraved
: You'll never catch a penny-pinching liar off guard, You can't escape the tension till it leaves you undone, You can't imagine passion till your hearts
: Teen runaway, youth depraved, your time is almost here Shimmies and shakes, stands by her side And whispers something in her ear "you can't go home