The Puppini Sisters

The Puppini Sisters - Wuthering Heights lyrics

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Out on the wiley, windy moors We'd roll and fall in green. You had a temper like my jealousy: Too hot, too greedy. How could you leave me, When I needed to possess you? I hated you. I loved you, too. Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight, Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me, it's Cathy, I've come home. I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, I've come home. I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window. Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely, On the other side from you. I pine a lot. I find the lot Falls through without you. I'm coming back, love, Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream, My only master. Too long I roamed in the night. I'm coming back to his side, to put it right. Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights, Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me, it's Cathy, I've come home. I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me, it's Cathy, I've come home. I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window. Ooh! Let me have it. Let me grab your soul away. Ooh! Let me have it. Let me grab your soul away. You know it's me--Cathy! Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me, it's Cathy, I've come home. I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me, it's Cathy, I've come home. I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window. Let me in-a-your window Let me in-a-your window Let me in-a-your window Let me in-a-your window

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Anonymous
Monday 19th of March 2012 15:55
Don't get me wrong: I liked the Pants book, too. I read it in one sitting, atlcricaply; I couldn't put it down. Like those Sweet Valley High books. But I think that's what bugged me. I knew it was dumb, soapy (soapish?), and totatlly predictable, yet I couldn't stop myself from reading it. And in the end that's what irritated me.Given the choice of chick lit out there, though, I'd much rather my daughters be reading the Pants books rather than many other things.