On <3 tOus BritneY

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Mercii a mes 240 Fans
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Mercii a mes viisiiteurs et viisiiteuses
de faiire exister ce blOg car sans vOus je ne mettraii pas tant d'artiicle sur nOtre star adOrée!

MOn sOn préféré chanje tOute les semaiines dOnc je chanje ocii les parOles (en dessOu =D) et je met les parOles apprOpriié!

bOnne visite a tOus kiisS a tOus et tOutes!

Sarah!

Albums:

Baby One mOre tiime (1999)
Oops!... I did it again (2000)
Briitney (2001)
In the zOne (2003)
The greatest hits: My prerOgatiive (2004)
B iin the miix (2005)
BlackOut (2007)
Circus (2008)

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Amnésiia

I saw him standin' there
In the parkin' lot
He asked if I
Came here a lot
And this is how
I responded

I forgot my name
I forgot my telephone number
If he wanna see me
He don't even know it
I forgot my address
Damsel in distress
I forgot my boyfriend
Was the one that had bought me this bra

I get amnesia
When I'm standin' next to you-ou-ou
He's been with me for several years
I know this much is true
Didn't know it was over
'Til you came on over
And told me that you just, just can't
Forget about me

I talk to my girls
I can talk to my girls like crazy
To anyone, I speak my mind
I tell them mother don't phase me
I'm not lazy
But boy, lately
When I see you, I stu-utter
Watch you slip away like butterflies

I saw you standin' there
In the VIP on Friday
We conversate up in my
Fantasies like, every day
But I'm a dud
Whenever you approach
Like yesterday when you just
Came to say hello

I forgot my name
I forgot my telephone number
If he wanna see me
He don't even know it
I forgot my address
Damsel in distress
I forgot my boyfriend
Was the one that had bought me this bra

I get amnesia
When I'm standin' next to you-ou-ou
He's been with me for several years
I know this much is true
Didn't know it was over
'Til you came on over
And told me that you just, just can't
Forget about me

Me
Me
This is how I do

I talk to most guys
I can talk to most guys like crazy
To anyone, I'll speak my mind
I tell them mother don't phase me
But you shake me
Boy, you make me
St-o-o-o-op and stutter
When we touch, I melt like butter

I saw you standin' there
In the VIP on Saturday
Now that I know you got a
Thing for me, I should be straight
Not the kinda girl who'll just let
Any guy get close
I like him so I'm gon' tell my guy
He should just effin' go

I forgot my name
And forgot my telephone number
If he wanna see me
He don't even know
I forgot my address
Damsel in distress
I forgot my boyfriend
Was the one that had bought me this bra

I get amnesia
When I'm standin' next to you
He's been with me for several years
I know this much is true
Didn't know it was over
'Til you came on over
And told me that you just, just can't
Forget about me

Me
Me
This is how I do

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