Lyrics Don't Forget About Us (Desert Storm Remix) - Mariah Carey

Late nights, playing in the dark (Desert Storm)
Boy, remember wakin' up in my arms (wakin' up) (remix)
Boy, don't you know that you're always in my heart?
So don't forget about us (Professional 3, haha)

Please don't forget of the late nights
Chased Double O, S-L, all they see is our brake lights (shit)
You know we get busy like midtown
I need you back, I can't forget, you know how we get down
And I can't say if it hadn't been for the pad and pen
That ain't even matter then, I'm always at it then
But when I think about it, I'll be gettin' mad again (my baby)
'Cause the way we broke up was badder than Brad and Jen (come on!)

Just let it die with no goodbyes
Details don't matter, we both paid the price
Tears in my eyes
You know sometimes it'd be like that, baby, yeah (oh)

Now every time I see you, I pretend I'm fine (pretend I'm fine)
When I wanna reach out to you
But I turn, and I walk, and I let it ride
Baby, I must confess, we were bigger than anything (anything)
Remember us at our best, and don't forget about

Late nights, playing in the dark
Boy, remember wakin' up in my arms (wakin' up)
Boy, don't you know that you're always in my heart?
So don't forget about us (no, no, no, no, no) (DJ Clue, Desert Storm)

Please don't forget the good times, the good wine
The talks after sex, the walks on the deck
What about us? The love and the trust on the highway
Testarossa kickin' up dust
What about the plans for the kids and the yard full of dogs?
Think of the time, Shapar for the fall
Still look at the phone, pray to God that you call
They say love larger than life, I'd die 'cause you gone

Bonita Applebum, ma, you gotta put me on
In the six, with the chicks, wild'n out 'til the morn'
But I still can't find myself smilin' in the morn'
And I gotta tell myself I been wildin' since you gone
Yeah, I've got some other chicks, but I ain't got that other shit
Met 'em on the road, gotta double up the rubbers quick
They ain't the chicks that I be under the covers with
Gotta let you know that you my only love I miss

Oh, they say that you're in a new relationship
But we both know nothing comes close to
What we had, it perseveres
That we both can't forget it
How good we used to get it

(Boy) there's only one me and you
And how we used to shine (we used to shine)
No matter who you go through
We are one, that's a fact that you can't deny
So baby, we just can't let the fire pass us by (yeah)
Forever we'd both regret it (Professional 3)

Soon as you hear this song, you'll remember
I'm gone 'til noviembre
But long ass sinner, I'm long as the Jim bay
No, you can't forget that late night chit-chat
Turned into meetin' out, eaten at 'em with that
Don't fall asleep, boo, three screws, hit that
Break-ups, make-ups, go to Jacob and get that
I'm missin' her feel, touchin' on ya gently
His and her grills, horn of the end days (haha)

Client's first steel ridin' on the vente's
Ain't nothin' change but the keys and the clothes (whoo)
When I was with you, I took it easy on the road
Coulda dissed you been in the four seas gettin' blow
So don't get amnesia, baby, when we met
You was down in Ibiza and didn't have a Visa
I brought you in like Bush did to Condoleezza
Now I gotta brush it like the waves on the seas

So don't forget about
Late nights, playing in the dark (don't, don't forget about us, baby)
And waking up inside my arms
Boy, you'll always be in my heart and (you'll always be in my heart)
I can see it in your eyes, you still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience (just speaking to you from experience)
Nothing can compare to your first true love (when it's for real, it's forever)
I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever, so don't forget about us

Late nights, playin' in the dark
Boy, remember wakin' up in my arms (wakin' up)
(Desert Storm, MC)
Boy, don't you know that you're always in my heart?
So don't forget about us (no, no, no, no, no)

This is a Desert Storm remix
You know how we do things
Professional, part 3, haha
Superb on the boards
The last Don, what's good?
You'll see us