Crying At The Discoteque
Some boys hug me,
I think they're ok
If they don't give me proper credit;
I just walk away
They can beg and they can plead
But they can't see the light
(That's right)
Cos the boy with the cold, hard cash
Is always Mr. Right
*Chorus*
Cos we are living
In a material world,
And I am a material girl
Ya know that we are living
In a material world,
And I am a material girl
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Some boys comb some boys tone
And that's alright with me,
If they can't raise my interests
Then I have
Sweet Funky Thing
There's no other love like you
Did you see that guy?
Which one?
You're so
Well he looked
He looks so fine
He were lookin' at you for sure
He weren't lookin' at me
So?
Sweet, my sweet, funky thing
Sweet, my sweet, funky thing
Oh baby
Cherry kisses on a summer's day
You're the only one who makes me feel this way
My heart's on fire when I think of you
You stay on my mind, sweet like honey dew
I need you baby like a flower needs the rain
There's nobody who can make me feel the same
Sweet, your mine, sweet funky thing
Baby you're the one who makes my heart sing
Sweet, my sweet, sweet funky thing
You know you're the one who makes my heart sing
My baby, oh
I need your loving baby, every day
I give it all to you boy when you say
I want your loving right here and now
You've got me burning inside and out
I need you boy, like a flower needs the rain
When you wash away the hurt and ease my pain
Sweet, my sweet, sweet funky thing
Baby you're the one who makes my heart sing
Sweet, my sweet, sweet funky thing
You know you're the one who makes my heart sing
Sweet, my sweet, sweet funky thing
Baby you're the one who makes my heart sing
(Sweet funky thing, my sweet funky thing)
If you're feeling the same my heart calls your name
The time is right for you and me tonight
My love runs so deep, it's yours to keep
Turn off the light, I know you want to be with me
Sweet, sweet funky thing
Baby you're the one who makes my heart sing
Sweet, my sweet, sweet funky thing
You know you're the one who makes my heart sing
I need your loving every day
Like a flower needs the rain
Late at night I think of you
And the special things you do
I need you baby every day
Like a flower needs the rain
Late at night I dream of you
And the special things you do
My sweet
(Sweet funky thing, my sweet funky thing)
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