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Macy Gray The Trouble With Being Myself

Get up and go to the show I fell in love with her once, she was evil, I remember Her 18th birthday she became legal tender Some say she was heaven sent with

Sure do like the way it?s going down With you we could be together for years And I?m ready to make that move cross that line With you we could put some

Yea, yea Yea, yea It's been three days since you screamed and hung up on me All you wanted was to hold me tight Now you're calling to say "Hey" and make up with

All hail the higher, I'm higher everyday And there is a will, there is a skill A powder, a pill to make me stay that way Happiness for a day or two,

Sure would like to see you And visit your big house in the sky I wish you didn't have to leave us But since you're gone the time sure does fly And I

Do me some wrong songs make money all the time, but your fine Chocolate ass brings nothing negative to mind. The sun shines Laughter when we live as

All hail the higher, I?m higher every day and there is a will There is a skill a powder a pill to make me stay that way. Happiness for a day or 2, that

get up and go to the show. I fell in love with her once she was evil I remember, her 18th Birthday she became legal tender. Some say she was heaven sent With

? And if I don?t make it will you still be my friend? So baby tell me when I?ll see you again ? it?ll all be better. All of my troubles they go away