Take me to jamaica and i betcha i can make yapull
tote it..
get you higher....
rock your boat and-
we'll float
and we will fly
baby i can
i can
i
can
get you higher....
end all desires
everlasting fires
but don't think i'm preaching to the choir
cause i'm no liar
best you the bestest
oscar no meyer
mayer
may her
lay
next to you.
just us two trying to become one.
like my nappy roots
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