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Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah Certainly you should be filled with uncertainty For 13 years I've been hurtin girls purposely I've been called a worthless freak, a jerk, and a g 'cause I turn the other cheek after we xxxx for a week Stop cryin', you know that I done learned from these mistakes That I made but the past keeps burning me Like meatheads with cigarettes on freshmens and fraternities But shwayze say how about burnin' herbal trees with purple leaves I'm sorry that I hurt your heart but that's just the part That you're playing in my autobiography I'm sorry that I did you wrong I promise that I'll write a song and play it for you As my apology We gonna walk in twilight We gonna run in moonshine We gonna dance in the sand tonight We gonna walk in twilight We gonna run in moonshine We gonna dance in the sand tonight (You know what?) Maybe girl, you wasn't meant to be my babygirl Letras de cancionesShwayze's just a player where this stage is just my crazy world But lately lovely I've been thinkin of you all the time All my friends say I gotta put it all far behind But I don't mind, they just jealous you get all my time (yup) I saw the signs you my ace and base damn you fine (damn) You got shwayze shakin the rattle, the rattle, cryin like a baby 'cause I sleepless in seattle Why you in hollywood long legs, short skirt Tellin' all the dudes how you made my feelin's hurt? We gonna walk in twilight We gonna run in moonshine We gonna dance in the sand tonight We gonna walk in twilight We gonna run in moonshine We gonna dance in the sand tonight Dance in the sand We gonna dance in the sand Dance in the sand like a streets fuckin' sand Yes I am what I am What I am is a man We gonna dance in the sand Dance in the sand, tonight Dance in the sand 'cause we ain't got it planned Two peas in a pod you and I, me and you And love is a bitch Let's hold hands let's get rich Romance in the stone Make a home out the house We'll roam in the day You know what they say Every pimp needs a hoe and a lady We gonna walk in (ay!) twilight We gonna run in (oh!) moonshine We gonna dance in (ay!) the sand tonight (Every pimp needs a hoe) From Letras Mania