Lisa Stansfield - 8-3-1 Lyrics

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8-3-1

8-3-1 Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For 8-3-1 By Lisa Stansfield?
The way I want you babe
It's embarrassing I can't control myself It's just too much for me I can't concentrate I don't know what to say Except your name baby The sweetest name And when we kiss that kiss That's when it hits With my heart and soul I say this Eight letters, three words, one meaning In my heart Eight letters, three words, one feeling When it starts When you say my name I begin to shake I break out in a sweat This is the best it gets There's nothing second rate About this feeling babe It's forever come what may It's what I hope and pray yeah And when we kiss that kiss That's when it hits With my heart and soul I say this baby Eight letters, three words, one meaning In my heart Eight letters, three words, one feeling When it starts Eight letters, three words, one meaning In my heart Eight letters, three words, one feeling When it starts It's understanding and it's understood And baby it sure feels good Eight letters, three words, one meaning In my heart Eight letters, three words, one feeling When it starts And when we kiss that kiss That's when it hits With my heart and soul I say this baby Eight letters, three words, one meaning In my heart Eight letters, three words, one feeling When it starts |
Who Wrote 8-3-1 By Lisa Stansfield?
Richard Darbyshire, Ian Owen Devaney, Lisa Jane Stansfield, Charlotte Kelly
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What's The Duration Of The 8-3-1 By Lisa Stansfield?The duration of 8-3-1 is 4:30 minutes and seconds. |
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