Lyrics:
This time I'm sure girl, what I'm looking for.
Yes, you're all that I need, girl, and more.
I say, I sing, you field the gap, yeah.
Ya let me relax, oh, and I've forgotten all I was worried of.
Ya make me feel so right, yeah.
Yeah, even when I'm wrong.
Oh, and I wonder what took me so long.
Could ya tell me what took me so long?
Ooh well she's got EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN',
EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN', yes EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN' FOR
Well baby you got everything I need and more.
One more time, I sing,
EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN', EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN'
Yes EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN' FOR
Well baby you got everything I need and more.
I'll never make another lover a victim,
I'll never forget my mother's wisdom.
She taught me love, oh, well she taught me soul.
I'll never forget these words of my father,
He told me, "Son, " he said "don't let life bother you,
There's nothing out there that you can't do, no."
And then he said, "When you're stressed out and feeling down, son,
Just take a deep breath and look around, son.
The sky is blue, oh yes, the sun it shines right down on you.
Oh, no matter what you got people here lovin' you."
Well I guess got EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN',
EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN', yes EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN' FOR
Well baby you got everything I need and more.
One more time, I sing,
EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN', EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN'
Yes EVERYTHING I'M LOOKING FOR
Well baby you got everything I need and more.
So jam with me.
So jam with me.
Well I guess I got EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN',
EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN', yes EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN' FOR
I guess I got everything I need and more.
One more time, I sing,
EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN', EVERYTHING I'M LOOKIN'
Yes everything and more.
I guess sometimes we just forget what we're livin' for
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I don't know if it was because of the alcohol or because of my nerves, but I just couldn't stop talking. Surprisingly, the boys didn't seem to mind my endless amounts of questions in conversation, because they seemed to be doing the same to me.
"So, what are you going to school for?" Jax asked me as he looked straight at me with his beautiful twilight brown eyes.
For a split second, as I looked up from where my hands were nervously fidgeting with the straw in my drink and up to Jax sitting across from me, I thought t=we were the only two people in this club.
"My major is music, and my minor is written arts. I want to be a songwriter and maybe even a screenwriter," I told Jax as soon as I came back to reality, and the soundtrack of music and chatter of the club started filling my ears back up.
"Wow! Not gonna lie, that's really impressive," Jax said amazed.
I could see it in his eyes that he was genuinely impressed by my school ambitions. Even though I was at a table full of other people, Charlie dancing to the chicka-chicka club music as she sipped on her drink next to me, and the other two band members listing in bi-curiously, it was almost like Jax and I were having an intimate get to know you conversation.
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Romie Adler's Musical Guide
RomanceRomie Adler has been a devoted fan of music since she could remember, so much so that she chose a career path that involved making it; the words of the music that is. She is so close to graduating from UCLA with a degree in songwriting that she can...
