You can have this dance with me You can hold my hand and whisper In my ear sweet words, that I Love to hear (*) Don't be shy, just take your time I'
Children It was more fun to be children We just took life as it happened Run thru the days Don't look behind Over wink of an eye and it's over What
can put it on my finger I believe you Baby, I believe you I believe you When you say that every time that we make love Will be the first time we?ve made
Somebody's been lyin' Somebody's been callin' me tellin' me he still loves me But not the way I thought it would be He's makin' fun of me and laughin
(Phyllis Brown / Juanita Curiel) You've been so quiet lately Sometimes I wonder has the cat got your tongue You seem to be a thousand miles away Don
As a child I was known for makes-believing All alone I created fantasies As I grew people called it self deceiving But my heart helped me hold the memories
(Terry Skinner, J. L. Wallace, & Ken Bell) Play us a song we can slow dance on We want to hold each other Play us a groove so we hardly move Just let
(Roger Nichols / Bill Lane) You've got nothing to hide You've got miles of feeling And acres of pride You've got it You've really got it. When you
(Randy Handley) Where's the word for the sadness Where's the poetry in the pain Where's the color in the stain where the tears fallen It's gone, it'
this is made in America. [chorus:] "Made in America. Made where? Made in America. Made where? Made in America. Where dat at? Made in America" I'ma have it made in America
[VERSE 1: KAM] People make the world go around They ask me what's up, I tell em what's goin down Talk to me real if you feel you got a point to push
Don't expect no love or no apology The kids ain't fallin for your child psychology In nine and fo mindin yo business was the best bet Screamin 'Watts Riot', we ain't even made
Comin' through just like a new birth While niggaz goin' to Hollywood tryin' to claim a turf For what it's worth, I just wish them will Cause bitch made
ashamed of But I'm saying to you that with all your weapons, you're only hurting yourself Why young people are dying in the streets of America By the
[VERSE 1] I guess y'all ain't heard the news (About the homie gettin smoked?) Choked out in his county blues (Say what?) By the deputy goon squad Devils
[VERSE 1] Now why must a buster try to act so hard? Let me clear this bull as I pull niggas' hoe cards The wall over your eyes, let me remove it Don'
[VERSE 1: KAM] Watts Up, DJ Quik and KAM, damn, another dynamic duo What, I thought you knew, oh It's on and poppin with my nigga from Compton Eastside
up a family A King James and Uncle Sam [Repeat chorus] Made in America Made in America Yeah, my old man?s that old man Made in America Made in America
