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sit down baby

I get crazy pacen the floor
waiten for you to walk through the door
From God knows where
talk to me baby-give it to me straight
My thoughts are emotionally impaired
I overheard you tell a friend
just the other day
you had figured out an easy way
To tell me you were through
sit down baby-give it to me straight
tell me its just not true
I'm not sure what its all about
Seems to me you have it all figured out
But i would'nt know
Cause the only thing you say to me anymore
Is good-bye 
As your walking out the door
Leaving me at
With only loneliness to face
Sit down baby-give it to me straight
I'm about to become a basket case
Sit down baby-give it to me straight
Tell me its just not true
Tell me-I'm not wastin my time
Stayin in love with you

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  1. Date: 2/26/2013 8:40:00 AM

    So nice to read your work today, Dennis. Light & Love

  1. Date: 2/11/2013 8:21:00 PM

    Hello Dennis, i hope it is not true, a nice serious sit down talk... enjoyed~ Linda