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Shout Out Louds Our Ill Wills Suit Yourself Little boy, you got it all so why you complainin’? Well suit yourself. Nine months of dreaming is too much a nightmare. Little boy, you only wanna dance with me And suit yourself. Nine months is too much is too much for me, but I had it all, but I lost it to you that day. I should have known when the birds ran from me that day. Little love, push me to the end of time And suit yourself, just suit yourself, a little lover’s all I needed, but I had it all, but I lost it to you that day. I should have known when the birds ran from me that day. |
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