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Lucille has messed my mind up. But I still love her. Oh, I still love her Lucille has messed my mind up. But I still need her. You know I need her Whatcha tryna do to me, Lucille?. Whatcha tryna
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Chorus. Have a good time, yeah. Have a good time, yeah. Have a good time, yeah. Have a good time, yeah. . Who said this party's over?. When I feel like my fun has just begun. Together we will
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. But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl. Man thinks about a little baby girls and a baby boys. Man makes then happy 'cause man makes them toys. And after man has made everything
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a ballerina, the star of the show She's not just a pretty face. She's got everything it takes She has a fashion line a journalist for Time. Coaches a football team. She's a geologist, a romance
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a ballerina, the star of the show She's not just a pretty face. She's got everything it takes She has a fashion line a journalist for Time. Coaches a football team. She's a geologist, a romance
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make you stall?. You've been raised in limitation, but that glove never fit quite right. The time has come for hand me downs. Choose a new, please evolve, take flight You gonna stand around till 2012
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Another Year Has Gone By . (Bryan Adams and Eliot Kennedy) . So many 25th's of December. Just as many 4th of July's. And we're still holding it together. It only comes down to you and I. I know you
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The spirit of the people. The spirit of the people. The spirit of the people. The rhythm has begun . . Old men with their protocol. Lead us off to war. Sometimes we don't even know. What
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When you're alone, who cares for starlit skies. When you're alone, the magic moonlight dies. At break of dawn, there is no sunrise. When your lover has gone. . What lonely hours, the evening
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When you're alone, who cares for starlit skies. When you're alone, the magic moonlight dies. At break of dawn, there is no sunrise. When your lover has gone. . What lonely hours, the evening
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The spirit of the people. The spirit of the people. The spirit of the people. The rhythm has begun . . Old men with their protocol. Lead us off to war. Sometimes we don't even know. What
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The spirit of the people. The spirit of the people. The spirit of the people. The rhythm has begun . . Old men with their protocol. Lead us off to war. Sometimes we don't even know. What
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The spirit of the people. The spirit of the people. The spirit of the people. The rhythm has begun . . Old men with their protocol. Lead us off to war. Sometimes we don't even know. What
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lost. You add them up and then you count the cost. You're just a shadow of a man undone. Another life that has just begun. . So light your torch and follow me. We'll burn the boats back to who we
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sun. And you want to be everything to everyone So you think that it may be a little too late. Everything inside your soul has turned to hate. I see confusion in your eyes. With every lie now your
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I don't make the rules around here. A tear starts at the edge. It takes two hands to rip it. It takes a lot more than either one of us has said But I come from indecision. A place you ain't never
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What you gonna do when you just found forever?. Where you gonna get to when you can't get it together? Forever and a day A fly gets caught upon a spider's web. The snake still has another skin to
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Hurt like a bird on a wire. You got cursed. You got burnt. Something that no one deserves. Has broken your wings. You forgot how to sing. All the trouble it brings. Trouble that it brings For
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In the sweet belly of the moment. When you realize you've changed. And everything you're after. Has gone down the drain. You're nothing more than just a drifter. As you walk down your road. Not
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. You'll meet another boy tomorrow. One of your own kind. Stick to your own kind. A boy like that, like that A boy who kills. Cannot love. A boy who kills. Has no heart. And he's the boy who gets your
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droppin' the ball. Oh life, has been a guitar on my back. Bendin' strings and rhymin' things. What's wrong with that, what's wrong with that. Life's a song, turn it up. Turn it on, sing along. Whoa oh oh
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a smile all 'round the room. There's conversation overflowing. So why must I sit here in the gloom This hotel bar has lost all its people. The piano man has caught the last bus home. The old
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