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If I was in control If the remote was in my grasp I will aim it The Channel I would change it Change it to back in the days When we were on the same page You'll be programmed To no man Except me ... Coincidently As I am reminded I would rewind I would use my heart as my guide Re-run when we had the best times Record it Fall back in love by the adornment Recollect the enjoyment But most important, I would record over the reasons for exploring I would delete everything that was annoying I would mute all of the distracting noises And I would have never pressed input Therefore I couldn't have played games with you I would have turned it to channel 5683 And pressed enter Just like Lifetime It's love Then I would have stopped it there And stared in your face Clasp my hands together Say my grace Press play Do the right things Turn on the captions And watch what I say Fast forward to today Now the scenes are; our stomachs aching from laughter We act like nothing ever happened So we can live happily ever after
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Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 3:57 PM UTC
Universal Remote
If I was in control If the remote was in my grasp I will aim it The Channel I would change it Change it to back in the days When we were on the same page You'll be programmed To no man Except me ... Coincidently As I am reminded I would rewind I would use my heart as my guide Re-run when we had the best times Record it Fall back in love by the adornment Recollect the enjoyment But most important, I would record over the reasons for exploring I would delete everything that was annoying I would mute all of the distracting noises And I would have never pressed input Therefore I couldn't have played games with you I would have turned it to channel 5683 And pressed enter Just like Lifetime It's love Then I would have stopped it there And stared in your face Clasp my hands together Say my grace Press play Do the right things Turn on the captions And watch what I say Fast forward to today Now the scenes are; our stomachs aching from laughter We act like nothing ever happened So we can live happily ever after
DamareMcElmore
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Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 3:57 PM UTC
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