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Oh, to have you walking so near You're an angel, my dear And you ease my mind I'll not kiss or hold you, my dear Would you let me just follow behind
All these winter days barely go by All the light has gone I don't know why Now I need a friend to do me right or ride on in You need a helping hand to
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Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mamas
It's been a bloody stupid day My baby called me up to say "Don't call me love, don't call me" It's not all she said I truly love her but I know I'm bad
pense a moi la prochaine fois que tu entendra la rumeur des vagues et si elles te disent que tu m'as fait que du mal, t'en fais pas j'suis la pour ca
Old man lying by the side of the road With the lorries rolling by, Blue moon sinking from the weight of the load And the building scrape the sky, Cold
Let's groove tonight Share the spice of life Baby slice it right We gonna groove tonight Let this groove get you to move It's alright, alright Let this
Written by Michael Bacon "Hey man, how great were the 60's?!" - "Well...uh..." MB Overweight 60's rock star, staring from the TV screen Begging
Let's hear it for heartache Let's hear it for pain Let's hear it for poison tears That wash your dreams down the drain Let's hear it for sleepless nights
Lately I feel so small Or maybe its just that my bed has grown Never noticed it before But you were there so how was I to know That this single bed Was
Shorty lookin' right in the club I know she feelin' me but she takin' her time (But she takin' her time) She dancing all by herself But I know by the
Let me say that since that Since we've been together Uh, loving you forever Is all I need Let me be the one you come running to I'll never be untrue
It's the first time I've ever felt this lonely Wish someone would cure this pain It's funny when you think it's gonna work out Till you chose weed over
So you wonder what it might be like If we close our eyes and give in I admit I think about it too And this ache for you never ends It'd be easy to just
Is it OK if I speak to you today You've been pissed off for a week now But, nothing I can say could make you look up Or crack up. Is there anything that
I was the one who had shit for brains I never took the time to notice That I was always wrong and you weren't You were the one who gave up so many things
