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[title] => Sunshine girl
[time] => 2009-02-06 21:54:06
[hometext] => the ones that get away...
[bodytext] =>  When she put her head on my shoulder, and said You’re the one for me I knew, between heaven and hell this is where I longed to be And I loved it, when she walked in the room, to make the sun rise, and the flowers bloom and when she took me aside to offer me that ride, to give herself to me I knew where I wanted to be (between the devil and the deep blue sea) And her lips, like cherry pop When she kissed me I didn’t want her to stop So I kissed her back till I thought I would drop, drop down to my knees Yeah, she was such a tease I loved her, in so many ways and drifted on blissful days and prayed that it would never end but that seems to be the way ‘cause nothing comes for free yeah, I was blind as blind can be And her lips, like cherry pop When she kissed me I didn’t want her to stop So I kissed her back till I thought I would drop, drop Down to my knees Yeah, she was such a tease I’m ashamed to say when at loose ends I boast that we were more than friends and I laugh out loud that I’m happy I’m free, but she was where I longed to be (I just wish she still wanted me) And her lips, like cherry pop When she kissed me I didn’t want her to stop So I kissed her back till I thought I would drop, drop Down to my knees Yeah, she was hard to please. [comments] => 7 [counter] => 305 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Spike [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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