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. We're too busy losing battles. I get by, but I always get battered. It's about time that we make * matter. Tighten up you're belt, don't give me pitter-patter. Let it out, turn it up, tell me which
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If you just get it together and read my mind. Then sleeping would be easy. And then i'll be there to acquiesce. I confess i'm in trouble Another afternoon of increments. And asking the wrong quest
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When I turn to my favourite hideaway. My hands and lip will always be the same. Only half the plan Once I thought that I was over you. Now you're back and I'm falling like a fool. You know the one
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When Mr. Brown said he felt good. I tell you it's no lie. I feel better than that. (I feel better than that). . When Johnny & The Silver Beatles. Had your volume high. I feel better than that.
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Life's never easy. It keeps you guessing as you go. Don't be looking at the scenery. You should be heading up the road. . Hey brother, can you sell me some?. I think I'm brewing up a storm. I'm
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I'm counting down the days. love seems strange to me Excuse me, you're killing me. with your heartbreak and wild signs?. I've been looking for something to open my eyes. holding it up to the light
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Ive been searching for love. im sorry i escaped you. i wonder how i will end. for now, i'll will carry to push on through. and bite my jealous lip. and hope to turn it to a kiss take this night f
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True Romance,. Is what I'm after darling,. As it stands,. In the shoe that's cruising. Crawling through like midnight panthers,. Growling at the moon, I'm on higher ground,. Your the last of you
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Life's never easy. It keeps you guessing as you go. Don't be looking at the scenery. You should be heading up the road. . Hey brother, can you sell me some?. I think I'm brewing up a storm. I'm
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Gotta be, gotta be ready for it x8. . Wanna make it clear. And really say it all. Well it just keeps swirling 'round. Inside our crystal ball. . Trick or treat then vanish with my stolen goods.
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You're guilty, it's proven. It's written all over your face. My instincts are burning,. Are gauging up beyond the pace. You're childish, you're frightened. You're freezing. Right down to the bon
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What do I have to do. To get you where. I want you. . I'll guess we'll see. What might be, whoa. . You're a million miles. A million miles away. So come closer. So come closer. So come clos
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(Whoa !) I've been up in all my dreams. Screaming out in ecstasy. And down to reality. There's something coming over me What you see is what you get. With fingers on the cigarette. You got a face
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