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I found out that you care for another guy. I found out that you want for another smile. We are alone as two different people can be. And it's hurting me so just to know that you don't care for me
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You're all I like, you're all I want. You're all I need, you're all I love. . I'm not that type of guy. To be sayin' you love me when you hate me. Everything seems so wrong. When this
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best damn fool. That you ever met I'm the one and only. I'm the one man that you won't forget. I'm the one and only, Buddy Guy that is. I'm the one man that you won't forget I can make a bulldog
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I found out that you care for another guy. I found out that you want for another smile. We are alone as two different people can be. And it's hurting me so just to know that you don't care for me
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I got a guy designin' my rifle. My mama's new boyfriend rebinds Bibles. Ricky down the road. He resoles Red Wings. Hell I got a guy for every damn thing. Oh that ain't exactly what I'm lookin' for
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Had a friend the other day,. He got in over his head. Went out for big money. And wound up lying dead. They stabbed him in the back. As he was to get his share. And he went out. Knowing life ca
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Clap hands and steep your feet. I'm dancing down the street. I'm gonna have a ball tonight. My baby by my side, . Her arms are open wide. We're gonna have it all tonight. . Go carnival, hey car
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There's just one thing. That we all crave. From the cradle. To the grave. A state of grace. Or state of mind. A point in space. Or point in time. In time of peace. In times of war. The self
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Lisa oh Lisa all the boys are talking about you. Lisa oh Lisa on the telephone. Lisa oh Lisa all the boys are talking about you. Lisa oh Lisa on the telephone. . Now she got the eyes of blue. An
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I wish I was in London, walkin' in the rain. I wish I was in London, ooh I really miss the rain. Oh, just take me home again. I wish I was in England, I really miss the Queen. I wish I was in Engl
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Something is going wrong. With the singer and the song. And the music isn't gentle anymore. There's a mist across the moon. And the suns too hot at noon. And the house is dark behind the broken d
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It's a long long way to Canada. It's a long way from bow chains. Donkey venders slicing coconut. No parkas to their name. Black babies covered in baking flour. The cook's got a carnival song. La
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Join our army, join our band. Join our army and be a real man. Abandon hope who enter here. Land of hopelessness and fear. A band of gypsies a band of gold. Won't save your hide won't save your s
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Join our army, join our band. Join our army and be a real man. Abandon hope who enter here. Land of hopelessness and fear. A band of gypsies a band of gold. Won't save your hide won't save your s
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