G Sas

 

I want your love

I don't want your money, honey I want your love And I don't want your car, baby I want your... ahh I don't want your friends They don't need a mention I just want your love And all of your attention Oh, I don't want your money I want your love I don't want your car I want your... ahh I want your your love I don't want your books On Marilyn or Bobby D And I don't want your records Your pictures or anything I want your funky love I don't want your money I want your love, oh I don't want your stars I want your... woah! I want your love I want your love I want your love You know that I don't want money, honey I want your love Well, I love, love, love I love the way you move And I love, love, love I love the way you groove, ooh I love your motivation And I love your desperation I want your love I want your love I want your love You know that I don't want money, honey I want your love I don't want money, honey I want your love I don't want money, honey I want your love I don't want money, honey I want your love I want your love I want your love I want your love I want your love I don't want your books on Marilyn or Bobby D Your pictures, your records, your friends or anything I want, all I want Woah, ooh, oh-ooh, oh-ooh I want your love I want your love I want your love I want your love I want your love, that's what I want (I want your love) I want your love, that's what I want (I want your love) I want your love, give it to me (I want your love) I want your love, love, love, love (I want your love) I want your love Right now

Old woman

Young girl

Young girl, get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run girl You're much too young girl With all the charms of a woman You've kept the secret of your youth You led me to believe you're old enough To give me love And now it hurts to know the truth Young girl, get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run girl You're much too young girl Beneath your perfume and your make-up You're just a baby in disguise And though you know that it's wrong to be Alone with me That come on look is in your eyes Young girl, get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run girl You're much too young girl So hurry home to your mama I'm sure she wonders where you are Get out of here Before I have the time To change my mind 'Cause I'm afraid we'll go too far Young girl, get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run girl You're much too young girl Young girl, get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run girl You're much too young girl

You ask and I paint this sensitive paints.

Do you like it´

Strange, strange things you paint.

Girl, you better run

Wildest Dreams

One two, one two three four 

I'm gonna organize some changes in my life I'm gonna exercise the demons of my past 

I'm gonna take the car and hit the open road

 I'm feeling ready to just open up and go 

And I just feel I can be anything That all I might ever wish to be And fantasize just what I want to be Make my wildest dreams come true I'm on my way Out on my own again 

I'm on my way Out on the road again When I remember back to how that things just used to be And I was stuck inside a shroud of misery I felt I'd disappear so deep inside myself I couldn't find a way to break away my hell When I'm feeling down and low I vow I'll never be the same again I just remember what I am And visualize just what I'm gonna be I'm on my way Out on my own again I'm on my way I'm gonna breakaway I'm gonna breakaway I'm out on my own, I'm out on my own C'mon break away, break it away I'm on my way Out on my own again I'm on my way Out on the road again I'm on my way Out on my own again I'm on my way I'm gonna breakaway

For the Greater Good of God