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Desperate Lover (feat. Gentleman)
3,397
Reggae
Desperate Lover (feat. Gentleman) was released on October 26, 2012 by VP Records as a part of the album Marcia Griffiths and Friends (Deluxe Edition)
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Release DateOctober 26, 2012
LabelVP Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marcia Griffiths
Marcia Griffiths
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Anderson
Keith Anderson
Songwriter, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Donovan Germain
Donovan Germain
Producer

Lyrics

Oh yes
Look it yah
Boop!
Master Griffith and Gentleman
Nothing fi worry 'bout
How do you feel when your baby's gone?
How can you sleep with no one to keep you warm?
You toss and turn, you cry all night
It's such a feeling, Lord, it gives an awful fright
I made a mistake when I grieved his heart
He couldn't stand it, he decided to part
I've got to find him and apologize
I want no one else, he's just my size
If a change of reason, I could charge you fi treason
But see that wouldn't make it right, no no
Love is not no season with nothing fi get even
And how is you a pleasure to my sight?
Forget about history, mystery, your sorry and my sorry
Let us get together and forget our animosity
You cry for me, lie to me, say you woulda die fi me
Claim say you a check fi me, and now you say goodbye to me
I've got to find him
Lord, yeah
I've got to find him
Woah, yes
I've got to find him
Lord, yeah
Look it yah
Guess I accept it
Come home to me, I accept your apology
So reconnected
Let us complete this yah sweet love symphony
Woah woah woah
Together we can shine much brighter
Spend quality time, I mean, I know weh we hype for now
Anytime when you around me feel lighter
So welcome back a mi sight yah
Woah woah woah
How do you feel when your baby's gone?
How can you sleep with no one to keep you warm?
You toss and turn, you cry all night
It's such a feeling, Lord, it gives an awful fright
I made a mistake when I grieved his heart
He couldn't stand it, he decided to part
He couldn't stand it, Lord
If a change of reason, I could charge you fi treason
But see that wouldn't make it right, no no
Love is not no season with nothing fi get even
And how is you a pleasure to my sight?
Forget about history, mystery, your sorry and my sorry
Let us get together and forget our animosity
You cry for me, lie to me, say you woulda die fi me
Claim say you a check fi me, and now you say goodbye to me
Lord, yeah
I've got to find him
Woah, yes
I've got to find him
Lord, yeah
Written by: Keith Anderson
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