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| You Gotta Gotta
Oh! I don't know how ya do it to me You're the only thing that I see I got my mind locked, locked on ya, 24/7, boy I swear you were sent from heaven on a scale from 1-10, boy you 11. As a matter of fact, you even more then that I can't rate ya 'cause the scale woulda done blown up, measuring my love, for you, boy ya know it's true. You got me goin' goin' crazy, I don't know what ta do, but I'd do anything for you. So you gotta gotta see, that you the one for me, so take me in your arms and call me your baby 'cause you gotta gotta be. |
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