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Anymore

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Written by l.a. reid, babyface (1990)
Performed by whitney houston

I believe in roses
But only from the heart
And if it’s not sincere baby then
I don’t want no part
I believe in one love baby,
True monogamy
What I don’t know can’t hurt me
That’s not the way I see

If you believed in me
You won’t mess around
It’s not like I don’t know
You’ve been with every girl in town
You got a lot of nerve to think
I just close my eyes
While you walk around so full of it
I give you my surprise

I don’t need your kinda love
I don’t need your kinda trust
I don’t want you, anymore
I don’t need your kinda kisses
I don’t want to be your mrs.
I don’t want to anymore
I don’t need your kinda love
I don’t need your kinda trust
I don’t want you, anymore
I don’t need your kinda kisses
I don’t want to be your mrs.
I don’t want to anymore

I believe that angels
Watch everything we do
And all the wrong you’re doing
Just might come back on you
I believe in phone calls
When you’re not by my side
Especially when it’s lonely
In the middle of the night

If you believe that true love
Is only made in bed
Lord have mercy on you
Chivalry is dead
You got a lot of nerve to think,
To think that I’m still down
While you’ve taken me for granted
Boy I’m through, I’m outta town

Hook

So baby (so baby)
You can kiss this girl goodbye
I’m through with ya
Movin on with my life
No more pain, no more fears
I’m movin on, I’m keepin on
I’m through with all the tears

Your kinda love
Your kinda trust
I don’t want you, don’t need you
Can’t have you
Your kinda kisses (yeah)
To be your mrs.
I don’t want you (sing it for us)

Hook

Don’t need, don’t want you
Don’t need, don’t want
Don’t need that kind of love
Don’t want your kind of love
Don’t need it
Don’t want it

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