OTHER
WRITING
CONTENTS
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Every time I think about you,
I see that blonde girl by your side,
Would you leave her for me?
I need you to decide.
Tell me baby coz I need you here wid me,
Come back darling coz I need to see,
I love you baby don’t tell me you can’t see,
I need you darling; I need you here wid me.
I fell out wid your best mate,
Because he tried to tell me,
The one thing that makes you bad,
That you are really shifty.
You really missed out this time,
Your best mate isn’t like you,
He will never cheat on me,
I know he’ll always be true.
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Drugs |
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Drugs drugs drugs are bad
They can drive you crazy or even mad
When you are poorly you will find out
What drugs are all about?
You can get rid of
smack, cocaine or even crack
But when you think they’re gone
They’ll always come back
So you better sort your head out fast
Before you start always getting put last
Your drugged up you’re
drugged up
You better watch out before you get
Locked up locked up
Sort your head out
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I never what love was until I
watched da news
People killing each other for the ones they lose
Lost and forgotten in da past
Will some one tell me dis hatred gonna last
White folk aways told to hate da black
We never listened and fought back
My mama told me right from wrong
That’s why I’m sat here today writing dis song
Just imagine sat at home 6 years old
Looking down at black people freezing cold
I wanted to down from da balcony and rescue dem
I knew I couldn’t coz I’m not superwoman
My mama’s proud of me now coz I’m not like the rest
I don’t think of whites as just da best
I’m not a good songwrita but dis is all I can do
So be proud of me, mama coz I love dem 2
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