Don't judge me I'm just crying out
Could I ask you something
Why can't I have a good guy
Why can't he want to give me the finer things not just designer things
Nothing wrong with the wine and dine, I'm talking about quality time
If you was a doctor you could pull out your tool and listen to my heart
Hear what it's saying, no delaying, I'm praying, my heart is saying
Every time I'm with you I hear my body crying out
Say you hear it too, don't judge me I'm just crying out
I'm looking for a good guy, listen to my heart
I'm talking about the kind that truly understands
He knows how to treat a girl
Stays down with you to the point his friends think he's stupid
That's what my heart needs
Don't judge me cause I'm crying out
Listen to my heart
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2 comments:
Male advise, public displays of nudity are a good way of attracting quantity. Then choose from the masses. :)
!!!All a matter of time!!!
Diogo, if I'd only known that all it would take was some sweet talk to get you to comment on my blog I could have had you commenting months ago.
As to the comment, personally I don't feel comfortable with public displays of nudity (or affection); I'm just not that type of girl. (It's interesting how many guys promote public displays of nudity)
Although I’m sure that your advice would attract the caliber of man I'm currently looking for (*cough* NOT *cough*) I think I'll stick to my turtlenecks and corduroys and wait for the right man to come along for me to expose my Fredrick’s of Hollywood obsession.
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