Chante Moore - Free/Sail On Lyrics
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Free/Sail On
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What Are The Lyrics For Free/Sail On By Chante Moore?
Whispering in his ear
My magic potion for love Telling him, I'm sicere And that there's nothing too good for us And I've just got to be me, me, me Whispering in his ear, my magic potion for love Telling him I'm sicere, and that there's nothing too good for us. But I want to be free, free, free And I've just got to be me, me, me Teasing hands on his mind, give our nights such mystery Happiness all the time, oh and how that man pleases me But I want to be free, free, free And I've just got to be me, me, me And I've just got to be me Feeling you close to me, makes all my senses smile (smile) Let's not waste ecstasy, 'cause I'll be only here for a while. I've gotta be free, free, free, ooh And I've just got to be me, me, me Free, free, free to be me (And I've just gotta be me) and I just want to, I just want to be me I've just got to sail on (free), honey Good times never felt so good I've just got to sail on (free), sugar Good times never felt so good I've just got to sail on (sail on), baby (sail on baby) Freedom never felt so good, no it never felt so good I've just got to sail on, honey (Being free) being free never felt so good I've just got to sail on (sail on), honey (sail on honey) Good times (good times), never felt so good (no they never felt so good) I've just got to sail on (sail on), sugar (sail on sugar) Good times never felt so good (never felt so good) I've just got to sail on (never felt so good), baby (never felt so good) Freedom never felt so good |
Who Wrote Free/Sail On By Chante Moore?
Stevie Wonder
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What's The Duration Of The Free/Sail On By Chante Moore?The duration of Free/Sail On is 5:49 minutes and seconds. |
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