| Do you remember all those days
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| the way that you loved me in all those subtle ways
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| I can remember before you were gone
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| how when we heard our favorite song
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| on the radio you’d smile at me and sing along
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| but you can’t sing our song for no other lover
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| but you can’t sing our song for no other love
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| You and me would go dancin’after dark
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| long hot kisses and summer wishes in the park
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| New York detail the car
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| I never show up dirty on colored
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| people’s time I’d pick you up 11:30 late night
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| we’d roll my hooptie down the boulevard
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| bumpin’bass and rolling low like we was superstars
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| killing me softly with the way you whisper in my ear
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| come here my dear
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| they’re playing songs from back in yesteryear
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| the slow Jammer the night programmer
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| the time to get undressed and where pajama slammer the car antenna…
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| picks up songs that belongs to us like birds of feather
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| like heatwave on scratchy forty five always forever
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| I was blind to blind to see I took
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| for granted the dope shit that you did for me I mistook
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| all your lovin’for captivity
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| like Ghetto boys I think my mind was playing tricks on me
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| I always wanted to let you know like Aretha Franklin
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| you sing just like the queen of soul
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| too many secrets in my heart I couldn’t let it show
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| know I still want you and I’m sad
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| we had to let it go… |