I'd like to wake up with you early in the morning Or stay up late, just playin' records on your phonograph I'd like to get to know your mother and your
I met her somewhere in the corner of my eye I keep her somehow in the back of my mind It wasn't long ago I tried to show her my affection She turned,
Have you seen her? Yeah I've seen her before How's she doin'? Same way as before Like a flower she breaks Through the showers into my heart How'd you
Valerie's dancin' on the room above my bed, you know For all of the world below to see Valerie's leaving in a car outside my house, you know Such a shame
I spend a lot of time thinkin' about you Do you think about me? I'm tryin' real hard, you know, to live without you But girl can't you see I've been
I met her at a bar where I often sit down And have myself a drink She played my favorite song Before I had time to think So I bought her a round and
Hello, well, it's me again Like a leaf I fell from your tree again But if I look real hard I can see again That you'll never say you're sorry I talked
Hello, starry eyes, it's just me Shut all the blinds, so no one can see I just wanted to talk to you, so nobody else could hear Come on, baby, let me
Where is she goin' out tonight? Is she wearin' your shirt, is she driving your car? She was the one who was most likely to but she never got through
understand You are just a material man And now we get to know right now Really wanna know right now Now we get to understand That you're just a material
a material girl A material, a material A material, a material world Living in a material world (Material) Living in a material world Living in a material world (Material) Living in a material
all of that Money, clothes and oh, diamonds, cars, rims, shining None of this compares to what I see in you Materials don't mean a thing to me Girl,
're not, you're not boyfriend material, material. No you're not! You're not, you're not boyfriend material, material. No you're not! You're not; you're not boyfriend material, material
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in the latest whips while Penetentiaries stay packed with cats who sling packs all these hoes ain't Madonna fans but all across the World you can find a material
A pothole ate my motion And let me lay there for a while Where I lie smells like a fossil, something died Powerful inanimate objects they mortered me
you are wifey material You know that I'm in love with a girl But ain't none like you 'cause you are wifey material Oh, oh, oh, wifey material Oh, oh,