one more time Just one more time Save your love Until I will return Let the flames of fire burn In your heart, forever Save your love don't give it
Translation: Bad Boys Blue. Save Your Love.
Cole - Verse 2] Carolina blue kicks, fresh on the scene Hottest nigga on the block, damn girl you mean They be starting shit, but it's your world On my Martin shit, you go girl She bad
in the in crowd Now you're in style, end of the winter gets cold En vogue with your skin out, the city of sin is a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad,
Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll? Can music save your
What we have to do is deal with it When these individuals are young enough If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense But not to constitute what
red and blue lights to get the green But whoever got that white is winning like Charlie Sheen [Verse 2 - T-Pain] Teddy Pain, Teddy Pain, bad man, bad
ways Lives lost, many K's, full size and mini K's Comin' in many arrays Many shapes, sizes, and shades 'Cuz boys in blue they just might get you Government
mean a lot now your the one who's needing the help' Do you still care' Do you still find hard it to love your neighbor as you love yourself' Now,
, now I'm down in TriBeCa Right next to De Niro but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra and since I made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love
s your fancy? Big time skills or small penny Dead to latter my varsity letter, fatter than your JV Only play with the big boys, toys bringin that weak
up in the in crowd, Now your in-style, And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out, The city of sin is a pity on a whim, Good girls gone bad
audience loves me. And I love the audience and they love me for loving them. And I love them for loving me. And we jus to love each other. That's because
love your neighbour as you love yourself now, Tell me why cant you accept me as I am, Just as I am now. Where Bigga grew up, boys were supposed to be
in the in-crowd, now you're in style End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out City of sin, it's a pity on the wind Good girls gone bad
the in-crowd, now you're in style End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out City of sin, it's a pity on the wind Good girls gone bad,
