your the flame to my fire
my one and only desire
my heart is locked up and you have the key
now open it up then wait and see
we'll be togather untill the end of time
you dont even have to own a dime
you'll always be the fire in my heart
now well never be a moment apart
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Song of the day: Suburbs - Junior Achiever
"Youve got the big house, Driving your fancy car, Living on a quiet street, Who do you think you are? Remove yourself from social disease Way out in the suburbs, suburbs."
"Youve got the big house, Driving your fancy car, Living on a quiet street, Who do you think you are? Remove yourself from social disease Way out in the suburbs, suburbs."