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oughta be out playing ball and video games. Climbing trees or on a bike, just riding around. But it's hard to be a kid when you're the man of the house It's late at night and Larry King is on. And
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do do . . It's the perfect day to go dancing in the rain . I don't need no coat. It stops the beat as the rain drops fall. And I'm . Big old kid . And I ain't stopping till the sun breaks in light
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Well the blues had a baby and the * couldn't sing. So the priest holds the candle and the parents kiss the ring. Someone shouted 'Let's keep the afterbirth and throw the kid away'. Me and I
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keeps telling me. You're not a kid at thirty-three. You play around, you lose your wife. You play too long, you lose your life I got my pills to ease the pain. Can't find a thing to ease the rain
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keeps telling me. You're not a kid at thirty-three. You play around, you lose your wife. You play too long, you lose your life I got my pills to ease the pain. Can't find a thing to ease the rain
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. Then action. She's the_, with passion. She shake it right now. She's not done. Imma hit her with some satisfaction. She askin'. If she could come to the bed. She wanna run with the kid. Lay back
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you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth. Billie Jean is not my lover. She's just a girl who claims that I am the one. But the kid is not my son. She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son. For
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you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth. Billie Jean is not my lover. She's just a girl who claims that I am the one. But the kid is not my son. She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son. For
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Intro XXXTENTACION. Really, nigga. T-t-to Bass be the glory. White girl with me like Wendy, white girl. White girl with me like Wendy, white girl with me like. White girl, white girl with me like
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Disneyland is the place to be, c'mon baby, just you and me. Hand in hand, to Disneyland, we go ! Not slow. Happiest place, in the world until a madman grabs a girl;. Hand in hand, with the madman
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keeps tellin' me. You're not a kid at thirty-three. Play around you'll lose your wife. Play too long you'll lose your life Some gotta win, some gotta lose. Good time Charlie's got the blues. Good
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Song Me And The Wildwood Rose - Carlene Carter. In my Grandma's house her children would sing. Guitars a twangin' and their laughter would ring. I was little but I was the biggest kid. I wanted to
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Well the blues had a baby and the * couldn't sing. So the priest holds the candle and the parents kiss the ring. Someone shouted 'Let's keep the afterbirth and throw the kid away'. Me and I
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telling me you're not a kid at thirty-three. You play around you lose your wife you play too long you lose your life. I got my pills to ease the pain can't find a thing to ease the rain. I'd love to try
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A bad little kid moved into my neighborhood. He won't do nothing right just sitting down and looks so good. He don't want to go to school and learn to read and write. Just sits around the house and
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as much to blame?. Now it's become clear to me but only lately. The ground is removed underneath Shout it from the brink, you're louder than you think 21st century kid is surrounded by illusion and
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stayed. In the store, yes. Little Miss Loser. Lost again Aren't you the same child. Who had those tears in your eyes. Why were you the only kid in town. Who bought a box of cracker jacks. And didn't
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hoes and snithes. (Yeah diamond in the, diamond in, the diamond in the). And I was always reached for the sky, I dont know why. I'ma little bitty kid wit' but a whole buncha gangsta wishes. (Yeah
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population grows. Where, oh where can sweethearts go when they want to steal a kiss?. To Lovers' Lane we went driving, when we parked, what did I find?. My own kid sister was in the car that was parked by next
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style I drop is going on and on. To the punks to recognize the style. And to realize. That I'm not no Punk Kid. . Just stepping up for the mic hit. . Ugh. . In the narrows (4x). . Ugh
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Intro. Oh-oh-oh. Refrain. I know that look on your face. You're comin' my way, you're comin' my way tonight. Here goes another mistake I know I'm gon' make. I know I'm gon' make tonight, oh. Pre-Choru
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