Lyrics

My ride or die, my confidant Build me up when I am down Would you stick around? My PNC, my fantasy The woman of my dreams When will she come around? I've been here before with Intentions that were pure Tired of drinking poison Could you be the cure, oh oh oh Could you really B the 1? Could you B the 1 for me? Could you really B the 1? Give me your hurt I'll give you mine I need a partner Not just someone to pass the time Someone to hold To share the ups and downs Cause I've been searching far and wide It seems she can't be found Help me face my demons When my confidence needs healing Would you pledge allegiance? Could you keep my secrets? Oh oh oh Could you really B the 1? Could you B the 1 for me? Could you really B the 1?
Writer(s): David Barenboim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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