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London, Paris, Monte Carlo, Germany and Rome. Different places, different faces, still it feels like home. China, Holland, Belgium, Rio, Africa, Japan. That's the way we live and we do the best we
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London, Paris, Monte Carlo, Germany and Rome. Different places, different faces, still it feels like home. China, Holland, Belgium, Rio, Africa, Japan. That's the way we live and we do the best we
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the same old kind. I tried to make things happy, and your life I tried to let you enjoy. I tried to make things happy, and your life I tried to let you enjoy. But you tell me you you're your mother's
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him, I'm not your boyfriend. * I'm just that nigga you call. That'll dig up in the roots ma break you off. And, I can't lie I'm just a nigga from the syy. But I, been around a few whores before
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When the bright lights of Memphis. Sounds of like a real good time. But I lost my heart and the money. Honed like cherry wine So I don't remember the church bells ringin'. Through the day or the
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I got a letter. It come to me by mail. My baby's a comin' home. I hope that she won't fail. . Because I feel so good. I feel so good. You know I feel so good. Feel like ballin' the jack
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Well, the man I love is long and tall. Sometimes I think he's got it all And please don't stop him. He's all right with me. He's just a long tall daddy. Got something that I really need Now look
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used to fix his breakfast. Carry it to the bed. He's gone and left me. I soon to be dead So, has anyone here. Seen my man today?. He left me this morning, ooh ooh. Lord I think he's gone astray
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don't like nobody's cooking but mine. Get up in the morning and fix you a tenderloin. So keep on a-eating. Oh, keep on a-eating. Keep on eating, baby, till you get enough. . Don't tell nobody that I
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nigga know. You over there on the parkway. Nigga I'm straight south Memphis. I'm always in the muthafuckin' hood. I don't know what's up with this bitch. Mane that coward ass boy ain't gonna do *
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I got a two room flat with a view of the bridge. That crosses over into Arkansas. It's pretty to see all lit up at night Tips are good, waitin' tables. At a downtown restaurant. You sound a
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!. Mister President, Mister Immigration Man,. Let me in, sweetie, to your fair land. I'm Tampa bound and Memphis too,. Short Fat Fanny is on the loose. Dig that sound on the radio,. Then slip it right across
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