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Lletres: Christina Aguilera. Stripped. Impossible.

Play somethin' for me, Alicia
Where you go Chris?
What's up?
I just got somethin' on my mind
Now speak on it girl
Ohh, ohh

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
(Ohh ohh)

It's impossible
It's impossible to love you
If you don't let me know, what you're feeling
Ayy, ooh
(Yea)
It's impossible
For me to give you whatcha need, ohh yea
If you're always, hidin' from me, ohh

I don't know what hurts you, I just, I wanna make it right
'Cos boy I'm sick and tired of tryin' to read your mind

It is impossible
(Impossible)
Oh baby it's impossible
(Impossible)
For me to love you, this way
(Ohh)
(Ay-ay-ay-way)
It's impossible
(Impossible)
Oh baby it's impossible
(Impossible)
If you're makin' it this way

Impossible to make it easy
If you're always, tryin' to make it so damn hard
Oooh
(Yea)
How can I?
How can I give you all my love, baby?
Ohh
If you're always, always, puttin' up your own guard

Hoo, hoo
(Hoo)

This is not a circus, don't ya, play me for a clown
How long can emotions keep on goin' up and down

It's impossible
(Impossible)
Oh baby it's impossible
(Impossible)
For me to love you this way
(Oh)
(Ay-ay-ay-way)
It's impossible
(Impossible)
Oh baby it's impossible
(Impossible)
If you keep treatin' me this way
(Over)
Over
(And over)
Over

(Impossible)
Impossible baby
(Impossible)
Hoo, hoo
If you're makin' it this way
(Oh, oh)
This way
(Ay-ay-ay-way)
(Impossible)
Oh baby it's impossible
(Impossible)
If you're makin' it this way

Hoo, ooo, oo
Hey
(Yea)
Ooh, yea
Yea