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Sunday, 19 October 2008

Song Obsession II

This song has been playing on my media player to mixed feelings. In the beginning (around a few months ago), this song was a companion to my sadness and agony. Now, the feel of the song has turned a 180, and I get a lil' smile with every listen. I guess it all depends on my actual mood at that time. Music seems to have the ability to amplify what I am feeling, regardless of which feelings they might be.
Here are the lyrics to the lovely song :

Jordin Sparks - Next To You

Oh, oh
Mhm
Oh, oh
Yeah yeah
Oh, oh
Ooooh

Two o'clock and I wish that I was sleeping
You're in my head like a song on the radio
All I know is I gotta get next to you
Yeah I gotta get next to you
Sitting here turning minutes in the hours
To find the nerve just to call you on the telephone
Cuz you don't know that I gotta get next to you

Maybe we're friends, maybe we're more
Maybe it's just my imagination
But I see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So baby, call me crazy
But I think you feel it too
Maybe I, Maybe I, just gotta get next to you

Oh, oh
Oh, oh

Asked around and I heard that you were talking
Told my girl that you thought I was out of your league
What a fool, I gotta get next to you
Oh, yeah
It's five in the morning and I can't go to sleep
Cuz I wish, yeah I wish you knew what you mean to me
Baby, let's get together and end this mystery

Maybe we're friends, maybe we're more
Maybe it's just my imagination
But I see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So baby, call me crazy
But I think you feel it too
Maybe I, Maybe I, just gotta get next to you

Whatcha gotta say
Watcha gotta do
How you get the one you want
To wanna get next to you
Watcha gotta say
Watcha gotta do
How you get the one you want
To wanna get next to you
Watcha gotta say
Watcha gotta do
How you get the one you want
To wanna get next to you
Watcha gotta say
Watcha gotta do
How you get the one you want
To wanna get next to you, yeah yeah
To wanna get next to you

Maybe we're friends, maybe we're more
Maybe it's just my imagination
But I see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So baby, call me crazy
But I think you feel it too
So baby, call me crazy
But I know you feel it too
Maybe I, Maybe I, just gotta get next to you

Oh, oh
Yeah
Oh, oh
Next to you
Oh, oh
Yeah
I gotta get next to you




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Monkey J
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    Monkey J
    new template because old one was getting too annoying with its small fonts

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