When toi see it, you'll shit bricks!

"My Dilemma"
You make me so upset sometimes
I feel like I could lose my mind...
The conversation goes nowhere
Because you're never gonna take me there...

And I know, what I know
And I know you're no good for me
Yeah I know, what I know
And I know it's not meant to be

Here's my dilemma
One half of me wants ya
And the other half wants to forget
My-my-my dilemma
From the moment I met ya
I just can't get toi out of my head

And I tell myself to run from you
But I find myself attracted to my dilemma,
My dilemma, it's you, it's you
Your eyes have told a thousand lies
But I believe them when they look in mine...
I heard...

I am adding this because we seem to need some decent lyrics posté to this club.

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We used to swim the same moonlight waters
Oceans away from the wakeful day

My fall will be for you
My l’amour will be in you
If toi be the one to cut me
I'll bleed forever

Scent of the sea before the waking of the world
Brings me to thee
Into the blue memory

My fall will be for you
My l’amour will be in you
If toi be the one to cut me
I will bleed forever

Into the blue memory

A siren from the deep came to me
Sang my name my longing
Still I write my songs about that dream of mine
Worth everything I may...

"So girls," a dit mrs. Green. "This is our new home!"
Jocelyn and Erin set their suit cases down. 
"So why'd we have to déplacer to Britain?" asked Erin. 
"Well maybe toi can make some new friends." answered Mrs. Green. 
Erin and Jocelyn looked at each other. 
"Since when does that happen." they a dit in unison. 
"Why don't toi go explore the house." a dit Mrs. Green. 
The girls went up stairs. Jocelyn turned on the sink. The water sparkled with or and arc en ciel streaks. 
"Hey, Erin, check this out." she said, sticking her hand in. She imidiatly felt wind blowing on her hand. A chevaux tail brushed...

toi can read it in the papers
In some places it comes in thirty-two flavors
But toi wouldn't tell no one
Your favori if toi could

From the White House to the alleys
From the President down to Long Tall Sally
Can't live with it but
You'll die without it, yes toi would

Senorita’s in the kitchen
She's a fistful of dynamite
You call 911 but you
Can't stop the fun tonight, it's alright

You can't start a feu without a spark
But there's something that I guarantee
You can't hide when infection starts
Because l’amour is a social disease
Love is a social disease, uh-huh

Where toi look toi can find it
Try to run but...