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She is the c of the seas
Brrrrr ra ba ba baby
I'm a one in a billion, make that a zillion
So there's 7.9 billion earthlings
That's a 16 in 300 quadrillion chance
Of meeting you.
Brrrrr ra ba ba
Baaby im a lonely girl.
I'm so about you and its plain to see.
Oh a oh a oh
I'm a lonely girl waiting on the sands of mars.
Space time is cross able.
Number one....make it so
I'm born to please
Let me love you.
Looking at you though a telescope
so close yet so far
You can't run from what your heart can see
Your a open book I can't read.
Yet I read know your every word
You must be crazy baby
I don't believe that pretty smile.
Hiding sadness
Here's the truth .
Come the night im never really solid
I don't feel alright ah ahooo no.
1 2 3 and 4
How long till you walk out that door
flattery is my choice of war
Till you walk in my door.
I can tell myself a thousand times.
But Words arent enough
Your fire is out.
I'm pressing my luck.
But I know how keep a wild fire going .
I'm crazy for feeling
Crazy for feeling so giddy
I'm dangerous.
Oh.oh wishful thinking .
Wishful drinkin
This is not a sos or a test.
I'm not on a d and d quest to get this girl undress
I had given up on love and romance .
A life without a queen's love by my side
A pretty girl no longer could I admire from afar
A life without her would be no life at all.
I'm a one in a billion, make that a zillion
So there's 7.9 billion earthlings
That's a 16 in 300 quadrillion chance
Of meeting you.
Brrrrr ra ba ba
Baaby im a lonely girl.
I'm so about you and its plain to see.
Oh a oh a oh
I'm a lonely girl waiting on the sands of mars.
Space time is cross able.
Number one....make it so
I'm born to please
Let me love you.
Looking at you though a telescope
so close yet so far
You can't run from what your heart can see
Your a open book I can't read.
Yet I read know your every word
You must be crazy baby
I don't believe that pretty smile.
Hiding sadness
Here's the truth .
Come the night im never really solid
I don't feel alright ah ahooo no.
1 2 3 and 4
How long till you walk out that door
flattery is my choice of war
Till you walk in my door.
I can tell myself a thousand times.
But Words arent enough
Your fire is out.
I'm pressing my luck.
But I know how keep a wild fire going .
I'm crazy for feeling
Crazy for feeling so giddy
I'm dangerous.
Oh.oh wishful thinking .
Wishful drinkin
This is not a sos or a test.
I'm not on a d and d quest to get this girl undress
I had given up on love and romance .
A life without a queen's love by my side
A pretty girl no longer could I admire from afar
A life without her would be no life at all.
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