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Saturday, July 30, 2005

Hey Mr.DJ(Keep Playing This Song)


I could tell when I stepped in the room
And I saw you standing there
By the way that you move
I couldn't help the way I stared
There was some mysterious force
Leading me here to you
lead me to you

So I stood there watching
And I was hypnotized
By the rythum of you body
And the music in your eyes
I was lost inside your world
Ouh, ouh

Chorus
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms
She's gotta be
Let's get it on
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ
Mr. DJ please play it for me

Now it feels like it could be romance
As we dance across the floor
Every move that your body makes
Only makes me want you more
And it seems like time's movin' fast
How can we make it last

As we keep on dancing
I am hypnotized
By the rythum of your body
And the music in you eyes
I was lost inside your world
Ouh, ouh

Chorus

Close your eyes (close your eyes)
And imagine (just imagine)
Let the music (let the music)
Let you reverse on
I get lost
Lost inside a girl
When you do the things you do
Come on and work your body
Work your body

Hey Mr. DJ
Jam all night long
Hey Mr. DJ
Play that song for me
Hey Mr. DJ
Jam all night long
Hey Mr. DJ
Play that song for me

Chorus

Keep it goin' Mr. DJ

.....
weell i hate my bf..
hes too routine
and hes too haiz...
i hate him
buti lurve him ore each dae..
it hurts inside
he make sme suffer..
so much...
cryin evry nyte
wenevr we put dwn d fone where he goes...sleepya nd talkin rubbish while im dwn here sayin
ARE YU FUCKIN CHEATYN ON ME AND FUCKIN OTHER GERLS AGAIN?
wad i do to deserve dis...
sriusly...
mb yes..
i do lah...
bt i got hold of my situasyen..
wi asnt cheatyn
i was makin dat idiot go awae fer me and my bf sakes..
i dun do all dis to mybf..
hw i wish hes nt cheatyn on me
hw i wish i culd see hes nt
hw i wish i culd put my mind and heart at ease
hw i wish he culd juz go to d furthest extent to show me..
him suferyn fer awhile juz to show me hes nt cheatyn o n me
he lurves me more dn i do...
hes mine fer keep fereevr,....
hw i wish i culd be put at ease
hw i wish i culd sleep atnyet wif ease...
tho dats ironic wif d fuckin storybook pilin on me
wif perfections fer dis yer on my mind..
trusty me...im doin liek perfecto fer all myw erk...
niwaes....
haiz..
ive been keepin goin to skool tho i gt no mood...
tho im tired andloadsa skool weerk
i still keep me busy wif werk also..
been goin to werk till im extremely sick..
haiz..
where is my bf?
where is he?>
i need his kisses
i need his hugs
i need his lurve
true lurve
ineed his assurance
i need his presence..
jzu fer nw..
jus putin mymind at ease...
and dun go cheatyn on me
put a stop on dis tears fer gods sake...
everynyte...
i hoep hje hears me..
i hope he listens to me
i hoep he knew..
i tot he knew
i hoep he does
pls fer gods sake..
imt tired ...
nw im lyin dead on the keyboard..
no ideas
no drive to do m,y hmewerk..
hes cheatyn on me..
he is..
been ryngyn on my mynd..
my brain..
pls dun..
prove to me..
its been a mnth..
yru sleepya nd tired evry nyte
outr talk
its gne
god...
i juz need antehr nite of hims ayin hsi tired na dheadache and i tynk ille nd evrytyng....
whc i dun wan..
i tynk ill be cryn fer yers..
pls ...
dun make me


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