lyrical fitness...

a/n: ok. so i've been through some rough bits lately. everyone fucks up once in a while, and lord-- when i fuck up i fuck up.
so this little ditty is pretty much perfect, or at least the lyrics are. i can't say i'm a huge fan of the song itself. en vogue isn't my scene.

what's it gonna be? 'cause i can't pretend. don't you want to me more than friends?
hold me tight and don't let go; don't let go.
you have the right to lose control.
don't let go.
i often tell myself that we could be more than just friends
i know you think that if we move too soon it would all end
i live in misery when you're not around and i won't be satisfied 'til we're taking those vows
there'll be some love makin', heart breakin', soul shakin' love
love makin', heart breakin', soul shakin'...
what's it gonna be? 'cause i can't pretend. don't you want to be more than friends?
hold me tight and don't let go
don't let go.
you have the right to lose control
don't let go.
i often fantasize the stars above are watching you; they know my heart it speaks to your like only lovers do.
if i could wear your clothes i'd pretend i was you and lose control.
there'll be some love makin', heart breakin', soul shakin' love
love makin', heart breakin', soul shakin'...
what's it gonna be? 'cause i can't pretend. don't you want to me more than friends?
hold me tight and don't let go; don't let go.
you have the right to lose control.
don't let go.
runnin in and outta my life has got me so confused.
you gotta make the sacrifice; somebody's gotta choose.
we can make it if we try for the sake of you and i
togther we can make it right
what's it gonna be? 'cause i can't pretend. don't you wanna be more than friends?
hold me tight and don't let go; don't let go
you have the right to lose control.
don't let go...
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