Whitney Houston — Anymore | караоке з текстом і вимкненням вокалу

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. But that's not the way I see. If you believed in me. You wouldn'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. Why you walking around so full of it? How dare you? Am I surprised? I don't need your kind of love. I don't need your kind of trust. I don't want you anymore. I don't need your kind of kisses. I don't want to be your missus. I don't want you anymore, no. I don't need your kind of love. I don't need. I don't need your kind of trust. I don't want you. I don't want you. Anymore, anymore. I don't need your kind of kisses. I don't need it. I don't want to be your missus. I don't need it. I don't want you 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. Chivalry is dead. You got a lot of nerve to think, to think that I'm still down. Why you taking me for granted, running through my town? I don't need your kind of love. I don't need your kind of trust. I don't want you anymore, no. I don't need your kind of kisses. I don't want to be your missus. I don't want you. I don't want you. Anymore, anymore. I don't need your kind of love. I don't need. I don't need your kind of trust. I don't need. I don't want you. I don't want you. Anymore. No, I don't need the kind of kisses. I don't want to be your missus. I don't want to be your missus no more, anymore. No, baby. So, baby. You can kiss this girl goodbye. Girl, goodbye. I'm through with you. Moving on with my life and no more waiting. No more tears. I'm moving on. I'm keeping on. I'm through with all the tears. Yeah. Your kind of love and your kind of trust. I don't want you. Don't want you. I don't need you. I can't have you. Can't have you. Your kind of kisses. Yeah. To be your missus. I don't want you. Sing it, folks. Yeah. Yeah. I don't need your kind of love. I don't need your kind of trust. I don't want you anymore. You know. I don't need your kind of kisses. I don't want to be your missus. No, no, no, no. I don't want you. Don't want you anymore. Hey, I don't need you. I don't need your kind of love. I don't need it. I don't want it. Anymore. I don't need it. No, no, no, no. I don't need that kind of kisses. Don't need you. I don't want to be your missus. I don't want you. I don't want you anymore. No more, baby, baby. I don't need. I don't want you. I don't need. I don't want. I don't need that kind of love. I don't want your kind of love. I don't need. I don't want you. I don't need. I don't want. I don't need that kind of love. I don't want your kind of love. I don't need it. I don't want it. Anymore. I don't need it. I don't want it. Don't need it. I don't need it. I don't want you. I don't want you. I don't need you. I don't want this kind of love.