Behind Closed Doors

Oh baby, when I walk up the spot I had you on my mind And just like the sun My love is much on the rise When I get you alone, I gonna have my sexy time, uh yeah So we can blow it all on burst of day, hey Behind closed doors When we get together, I'm

Behind closed doors we go to war, all out Hereos turn bitch and have to crawl out rich to fall out snitch to switch to out of bounds shit Flip, knock the wall out Danger, niggaz is prone to clear the mall out (Pharoahe Monch) What is a scorpion? A an

Maria Solheim - Two Minutes and Ten Hours In two minutes and ten hours, you will call me up And say that you have to leave me But I still don't know that So I look at the stars and I smile I'm happy... In two minutes and ten hours, you will call me A

My baby makes me proud Lord, don't she make me proud She never makes a scene By hangin' all over me in a crowd 'Cause people like to talk Lord, don't they love to talk But when they turn out the lights I know she'll be leavin' with me And when we get

Maria Solheim - Richard Richard my little boy Bring back the memories Of how it was When i was young Richard my little boy Bring back the feeling Of how it was To sing a new song I watch an elderly woman on a bench in the park I see a doll on her lap

Maria Solheim - You Want to Buy It Instead You hit the door with you head Searching for that which is good The bruises is part of the way You say it will give you a higher crown You hit the door with your head The noise is so loud every time Your hea

just to get these thoughts in order this is not an easy life but still my burdens are cast over to a man which I call friend "have your way in me!" I cry out my soul screams, "have your way in me!" tired of confusions this power is so

He is sure of his acts This time he will make it last Buys a ticket to the future Only happiness in sight Nothing is to stop him now But as the bus is leaving town He can see the houses crying Over people he let down Free from all the expectations He

Chairs thrown and tables toppled, Hands armed with broken bottles, Standing no chance to win but, We're not running, we're not running. There's a point I think we're missing, It's in the air we raise our fists in, In the smiles we cast each other, My