Errol Allen - Happy Birthday

It’s your birthday
It’s your birthday
How did God make you so precise?
I see innocence in your eyes
Took a while for me to realize
I need more of you in my life
You know I would die for you
Earth ain’t even compatible
Even when I’m not in the mood
You know exactly what to do
Cus’ it’s your birthday
(Cut up, cut up)
(Do what you want)
(Cut up, cut up)
It’s your birthday
(Cut up, cut up)
(Do what you want)
(Cut up, cut up)
It’s your birthday
(Cut up, cut up)
(Do what you want)
(Cut up, cut up)
It’s your birthday
(Cut up, cut up)
(Do what you want)
(Cut up, cut up)
It’s your birthday
It’s your birthday
It’s your birthday
It’s your birthday
It’s your birthday
How are you always on my mind?
Who’s the artist, I wanna sign?
Loving you, just feels so divine
I am a fan of your design
Mom and dad are so proud of you
We got through all the obstacles
Made impossible, possible
Stay with me, I don’t wanna lose you
Cus’ it’s your birthday
(Cut up, cut up)
(Do what you want)
(Cut up, cut up)
It’s your birthday
(Cut up, cut up)
(Do what you want)
(Cut up, cut up)
It’s your birthday
(Cut up, cut up)
(Do what you want)
(Cut up, cut up)
It’s your birthday
(Cut up, cut up)
(Do what you want)
(Cut up, cut up)
It’s your birthday
It’s your birthday
It’s your birthday
It’s your birthday
It’s your birthday

Written by:
Errol Allen, Jr.

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