start again Welcome to a trip into my emotions To the language of my heart You're sailing on a river that becomes an ocean Which you can only cross with love
you got me going outta my head oh oh oh oh oh you got me saying thing I don't understand ladies, if your man make you say, he hear to stay, he's hear
re prisoners of our love, it grows on and on We are two captives of the heart We feel too much to turn away Yet we know enough of love To be afraid
Speak to me the language of love The language of violence, the language of the heart This isn't the first time, I've asked for money or love Heaven
body is a cage That keeps me from dancing with the one I love But my mind holds the key My body is a cage That keeps me from dancing with the one I love
is a cage that keeps me From dancing with the one I love But my mind holds the key My body is a cage that keeps me From dancing with the one I love
tuning me on) No more, I love you's The language is leaving me No more, I love you's The language is leaving me in silence No more, I love you's Changes
need to hear you say you need me all the way Oh, if you love me so, don't let me be the last to know Ooh, ooh yeah baby Your body language says so much
Baby, let's engage in a deep conversation In the body language we speak won't need any translation An odyssey of physical pleasure As we explore together this universal language of love
let it roll na', like that I love the way you work your chocha, like that You make me wanna get to know ya, like that Like two gorillas in a jungle makin' love
One dog, no bone, so young, so grown Kid left home, shit got harder, kid got smarter Did my part of the bad shit, I was the starter Came from the heart
it's over There's nothing there See for yourself There's nothing there See for yourself Look at all the damage That we didn't heal Love's an empty language
right Or get you bent, whatever you like I'm not into wifin - no sir I just wanna beat it up, hear the kitty-cat purr The whip or the tail, whichever
it, now is the time Too $hort, baby's gonna spit that rhyme I sell records everyday And still I get no radio play I got homies, they love my beat So you hear
other languages Hey, everybody wanna say, hey Girl, get to it or be on your way, hey And I really hate it came to this How else can I say it, I don't speak no other languages
it came to this How else can I say it? I don't speak no other languages I'm fairly ripped now, so this the Jimmy talkin' You hear that beat don'tcha
my head But it all boils down to one quotable phrase If you love something, give it away A good woman will pick you apart A box full of suggestions for your possible heart
head But it all boils down to one quotable phrase If you love something give it away A good woman will pick you apart A box full of suggestions for your possible heart