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And so you've come back to me And say the old love's growing, yeah You've tried through all these weary years You've tried too vainly to forget Oh, no
She took a whiff of my scliff and she started to check my behavior Take my hand She said, "Would it be good if you started to look for your savior" Holy
Some people are working hard Working hard on their style In the back streets of the front line You see signs of the crimes Absence make the hard grow
Don't you cry for me, don't give your life for me But all the passion and the pain sunshine through the rain Don't you want to dance for me take some
White leather, mongoose Any weather, turn it loose From the shadows, monkey From the suburbs, catchy catchy Left my car, slowly slowly At the bar, softly
I see you now as I never have before Take it further honey open all the doors When you found me washed up on the shore You stopped the bleeding, now I
You got to make it on your own You're so alone You got to make it on your own You're so alone Mercy Lord, I beg You since I have become a man Won't You
Never mind morgan Thieved my mamma's tomato Thieved her sweet potato Reball the banana Then they make it hyper For us to live together My generation Got
You got to appreciate You got to be great It's a wicked calibre It's a little story Some sonic glory Control Wicked satellite Just right Harder than
Make it Sun is shining The weather is sweet yeah Makes you wanna Move your dancing feet For the rescue Here I am I want you to know y'all Here I stand
I've got a word or two To say about the things that you do You're telling all those lies About the good things that we can have If we close our eyes
Met a little girl in London city yeah When I hear that she sing so pretty yeah I had to catch a plane I had to be with her again Stepping in New York
I'm searching for you But you're not here today I'm looking for you but you're not near Is distance, time? I'm waiting for you I'm waiting and I, I'm
Oh so lonely If only you would pull through Things we have learnt Now we have returned We find it strange To find nothing exchanged I've been out of
You've got to have your fantasy Live and let live, don't be negative Don't you take my, my liberty Boys and their toys bring the noise Don't you hide
Holding on, drifting, for the meantime Call my name, if you need me some time In tenderness, the sweetest kiss Now I want to show you affection Holding
Misty morning, clouds in the sky Without warning, the wizard walks by Casting his shadow, weaving his spell Funny clothes, tinkling bell Never talking