Glenda Baker

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Glenda Baker

There’s a lot of things
I like about you...
Your sweetness; that smile that you try so hard to fight
When it breaks through your tough exterior, it’s like God let the sunshine out

God Let the Sunshine Out

The clouds floated by so fast
Everything from my past faded away like the morning mist
I sat there for awhile
Till I realized my dream wasn’t so distant
I had a hold of my future and I was about to take off

Like Morning Mist

It’s too hot for covers
Too cold for sheets
Let’s meet somewhere in the middle

Too hot for covers


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There’s a lot of things
I like about you...
Your sweetness; that smile that you try so hard to fight
When it breaks through your tough exterior, it’s like God let the sunshine out

God Let the Sunshine Out

The clouds floated by so fast
Everything from my past faded away like the morning mist
I sat there for awhile
Till I realized my dream wasn’t so distant
I had a hold of my future and I was about to take off

Like Morning Mist

It’s too hot for covers
Too cold for sheets
Let’s meet somewhere in the middle

Too hot for covers

I get to thinkin’ about your silhouette
Makes me want to dim those lights a lil dimmer
Makes me wanna see that body a lil closer
and forget about that butta face

Everything but her face

She’s a corn chips and coffee kinda girl
Hot as a fake Louis
She brings the heat even when she’s not in the kitchen
She’s kind of trashy but I don’t mind gettin’ dirty

Kind of Trashy

I have ideas I just don’t have a clue.

I have ideas

Livin’ COVID-a Loca

Livin’ COVID-a Loca

He’s hotter than a Carolina Reaper. Burning me up like a leather seat in the Summer heat. He sets these pants on fire.

Hot Buns

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There’s a lot of things
I like about you...
Your sweetness; that smile that you try so hard to fight
When it breaks through your tough exterior, it’s like God let the sunshine out

God Let the Sunshine Out

The clouds floated by so fast
Everything from my past faded away like the morning mist
I sat there for awhile
Till I realized my dream wasn’t so distant
I had a hold of my future and I was about to take off

Like Morning Mist

It’s too hot for covers
Too cold for sheets
Let’s meet somewhere in the middle

Too hot for covers

I get to thinkin’ about your silhouette
Makes me want to dim those lights a lil dimmer
Makes me wanna see that body a lil closer
and forget about that butta face

Everything but her face

She’s a corn chips and coffee kinda girl
Hot as a fake Louis
She brings the heat even when she’s not in the kitchen
She’s kind of trashy but I don’t mind gettin’ dirty

Kind of Trashy

I have ideas I just don’t have a clue.

I have ideas


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