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I want you to want me,
I need you to need me,
I d love you to love me,
I m beggin you to beg me,
I want you to want me,
I need you to need me,
I d love you to love me,
I ll shine up my old brown shoes,
Put on a brand new shirt,
Get home early from work,
If you say that you love me,
Didn t I, didn t I, didn t I see you cryin ,
Oh, didn t I, didn t I, didn t I see you cryin ,
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you, feel like dying,
Oh, didn t I, didn t I, didn t I see you cryin ,

I want you to want me ,
I need you to need me,
I d love you to love me,
I m beggin you to beg me,
I ll shine up my old brown shoes,
Put on a brand new shirt,
Get home early from work,
If you say that you love me,
Didn t I, didn t I, didn t I see you cryin ,
Oh, didn t I, didn t I, didn t I see you cryin ,
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you, feel like dying,
Oh, didn t I, didn t I, didn t I see you cryin ,

I want you to want me,
I need you to need me ,
I d love you to love me,
I m beggin you to beg me,
I want you to want me,
I want you to want me,
I want you to want me,
I want you to want me!

My grandma she can make a soup
With a little a this n that
She can feed the whole sloop group
With a little a this n that
Stone soup! You know the story
Stone soup! Who needs the glory?
But with grandma cookin...

I want you to want me,
I need you to need me,
I d love you to love me,
I m beggin you to beg me,
I want you to want me,
I need you to need me,
I d love you to...

Your misery is worn as a veil
To hide bewitchment of the ugliest kind
In place of Eve a bitter parody hails
Daggers from the swagger
Of a sodomite s concubine
Bine

Gilded cunt
Oh, you gilded cunt

Your thin...

Yeah yeah yeah yeah. You ve got. Something to hide. The party is humming. Something. There s something Inside. Makes you act like you re slumming. All right I might give you a try. But I know that I ll live to regret It. Go on spin me a line....

Rosemary
Heaven restores you in life
Coming with me
Through the aging, the fear and the strife
It s the smiling on the package
It s the faces in the sand
It s the thought that holds you upwards
Embracing me with two hands
Write, we ll take you places...