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What Are The Lyrics For Lights Out By Next?
Baby...
I can't sleep... Can you tell me a lullaby... Uh... Heh... A Lullaby... Excuse me sista Plus I'm wit ya Let me holler at ya Try to paint a picture Of you and I Champagne in ice Little candle light To set the mood right Can you picture that Wit ya hat And wit ya coat 'Cause we can roll Back to my spot I'm in the parking lot Come on let's drop the top Cool you off... Cause girl your so fine... [Chorus] Your body is so I gotta get you I want you so bad right now Can't wait to be alone (cant wait to be alone) And have you in my room So I can turn the lights out on you Your body is so I gotta get you I want you so bad right now (right now) can't wait to be alone (No) And have you in my room So I can turn the lights out on you Excuse me Mami You here with somebody I know you are probly 'Cause your such a hottie There's a private party Back at my place No ones there Let's get outta here I got the G-5 outside valeted, ready to drive Just say the words and we can ride We can take 35, W, 494 Turn right on Candlewood and we're right in the door cause.... [Chorus] I can't describe in words how much I love your curves This is it Come out of this Come here lets kiss And hit the switch [Chorus: x3] |
Who Wrote Lights Out By Next?
Robert Le Valle Huggar, Walter Milsap Iii, Walter Worth Milsap
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What's The Duration Of The Lights Out By Next?The duration of Lights Out is 4:44 minutes and seconds. |
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