Spend My Life

I've been livin' in this lonely world Wishin' I could find someone to love Hopin' someone would come from above Change my life, yeah Then I noticed you there You were my angel sent from my despair I know that you are the lady who cares Whoa, yeah, yeah I wanna spend my life with you Yeah, yeah I wanna spend my life with you, yeah, yeah With you I think of all of those sleepless nights It's like the earth was standing still You know I hardly had the will to survive, yeah Then I noticed you there You were my angel sent from my despair I know that you are the lady who cares Whoa, yeah, yeah I wanna spend my life with you Yeah, yeah I wanna spend my life with you, baby My lady Play it, Tim Woo! Whoa, yeah, yeah I wanna spend my life with you Yeah, yeah I wanna spend my life with you, yeah, yeah Only with you, baby I wanna spend my life with you You know you're my little angel I wanna spend my life with you, yeah Oh, don't you know I wanna spend all of my life with you, babe? 'Cause you gave me all your lovin' And baby, I know its true, yeah 'Cause you're the only one for me Baby, I'm the one for you Oh, yeah

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 21, 2026

Wanna take her to the movies She don't like no show But she likes to see how far Your credit card can go Gonna push it to the limit All the way to the top Oh, don't say that word 'Cause you know she just can't stop 'Cause she's goin' shopping on you Shopping on you It's Mastercard or Visa Or American Express She knows all of your limits And which stores are the best In Beverly Hills, yes She's driving in your sportscar Bought her tickets to Paris, France She's gambling in Las Vegas She's got to take the chance On your cash, babe She ain't got not bills at home And as a matter of fact She ain't got no house to own She's driving in that big black limousine And she acts just like a fashion beauty queen Say hello to Miss Universe, thank you very much She wants more, more, more She wants more, more, more (Hey, where you goin'?) She took your very last dollar With a calculating grin Hey, dude, I feel so sorry for you 'Cause I know where you've been It's kind of hurts right here, doesn't it? Ow! She ain't got not bills at home And as a matter of fact She ain't got no house to own She's driving in that big black limousine And she acts just like a fashion beauty queen Say hello to Miss U.S.A., fellas She wants more, more, more She wants more, more, more Oh, yeah, woo! She ain't got no bills at home And as a matter of fact She ain't got no house to own She's driving in that big black limousine And she acts just like a fashion beauty queen Thank you, thank you very, very much You have just won two hundred thousand dollars for shopping anywhere in the United States Such as Los Angeles, New York, Chicago, Dallas, Wichita, West Palm Beach, Honolulu And don't forget all those Pennsylvania-type places, if you know what I mean (Hey, my wallet!) Oh, no! Woo! She wants more, more, more She wants more, more, more She wants more, more, more She wants more, more, more Huh! Oh, the bitch done ripped you off, too, huh? (Yeah) That's not a good thing (It sure ain't)

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 21, 2026

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