Under The Influence Of Love ... Part One.

Those Times I Complain
It May Seem Likee I Dont Love You
May Seem Like I Dont Care
Promise To You Boy
Ill Always Be There

You Complete Me
You Give Meaning To My Life
I Sit Around Waiting For You
To Ask Me To Be Your Official Girl
Maybe One Day Your Wife

But You Have No Idea
Clueless Indeed
One Thing Im Sure Of
Im Addicted To You
The Same Way Potheads Like Weed

The Way You Make Me Feel
Its Unexplainable In One Word
I Wish I Had The Strength To Tell You
But If You Ever Read This
My Thoughts Would Be Heard

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