Letra de The Sweetest Thing (Mahogany Mix) - Fugees
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The sweetest thing I've ever known was like the kiss on the collarbone
Soft caress of happiness, the way you walk, your style of dress
I wish I didn't get so weak, ooh, baby, just to hear you speak
Makes me argue just to see how much you're in love with me
See, like a queen, a queen upon her throne
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
I get mad when you walk away, so, I tell you leave, when I mean stay
(Don't walk away)
Warm as the sun dipped in black, fingertips on the small of my back
More valuable than all I own, like your precious, precious
Precious, precious dark skin tone
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It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
It was the, ah, I tried to explain, ah, but baby, it's in vain
Speaking on my mother's phone, the touching makes me think I'm grown
(You ain't grown)
Sweet prince of the ghetto, your kisses taste like armoretto
Intoxicating, oh, so intoxicating, how sad, how sad
That all things come to an end but then again, I'm, I'm not alone
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
Soft caress of happiness, the way you walk, your style of dress
I wish I didn't get so weak, ooh, baby, just to hear you speak
Makes me argue just to see how much you're in love with me
See, like a queen, a queen upon her throne
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
I get mad when you walk away, so, I tell you leave, when I mean stay
(Don't walk away)
Warm as the sun dipped in black, fingertips on the small of my back
More valuable than all I own, like your precious, precious
Precious, precious dark skin tone
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It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
It was the, ah, I tried to explain, ah, but baby, it's in vain
Speaking on my mother's phone, the touching makes me think I'm grown
(You ain't grown)
Sweet prince of the ghetto, your kisses taste like armoretto
Intoxicating, oh, so intoxicating, how sad, how sad
That all things come to an end but then again, I'm, I'm not alone
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know