| Current mood: | pissed off |
| Current music: | i can hear the portoricans music from there car.. |
these arms of mine they are loney;loney and feeling blue; these arms of mine they are yearning; yearning from wanting you. And if you would let them hold you oh how grateful i would be these arms of mine; they are burning- burning from wanting you. These arms of mine; they are wanting.. wanting to hold you
And if you would let them hold you; oh how grateful i will be, c'mon c'mon baby- just be my baby
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