I make up one more lame excuse
Why can't come out tonight
I'm not trying to cut you loose
I just need some time
Oh-o-o-oh I'm feeling love sick but
I don't mind You're the one
I think about
It's every day, it's every night
Oh, call the the doctor
I'm love sick
Yeah
I'm love sick
Going back and for so long
And you're getting over
Waiting on me to be strong
And you start to wonder
Oh-o-o-oh I'm feeling love sick but
I don't mind You're the one
I think about It's every day, it's every night
O-oh, call the the doctor
I'm love sick
Whoo You're the one
I think about It's every day, it's every night
Oh, call the doctor
I'm love sick
Friday, August 21, 2009
Love Sick
Posted by who the hell is rida? at 8:04 AM
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