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Devil on the left. Angel on the right. There's no mistake. Who i'll be with tonight. Over in the fore. Lamb's head on my lap. Days. Pass like weeks w/o the sight. Then comes the fury of the
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. Instrumental. But what a fool must I be to let your tears get the drop on me. Baby one more time. Baby one more time. Ohh Stop your crying. Cos this I ain't a buying,hey, hey
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. She just keeps on trying. And she smiles when she feels like crying. On and on, on and on, on and on. . Poor ol' Jimmy. Sits alone in the moonlight. Saw his woman kiss another man. So he takes a
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"A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When the Stripper is Crying" - BLOODHOUND GANG. I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert . That night I strolled on into Uncle Limpy's Hump
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just won't take no more. . So I'm gonna. Move out on the highway. Head on down the road. Leaving it all behind. . Had enough of lying. There'll be no more. Crying this time. . Chorus. Living
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away my baby so blame it on the train. . Chorus. Blame, blame, blame. Blame it on train. Dog-gone that locomotive it's drivin' me insane. Destination's lonesome, coal's a burning flame. His memory
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The world (the world). Is on fire tonight (tonight). And this flame that glows (flame that glows). Is too hot for me to fight (to fight). Dancing flames (dancing flames). Twisting, turning out
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on, wail on, sailor. . Always needing, even bleeding. Never feeling all my feelings. Damn the thunder, must I blunder. There's no wonder, woo, I'm under. (Woo) Stop the crying and the lying. And
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won. Their dreams have crashed and burned but you still keep on keepin' on. Out on the highway with the road gang working. Up on the mountain with the cold wind blowing. Out on the highway with the
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June, what are you crying for?. Soon you'll have to end this war. The days are turning darker now. But hang on to that dream somehow June, where are you going to?. True, the game got rough on you
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Who's Crying Now - Journey. Songwriters Jonathan Cain, Steve Perry. It's been a mystery. And still they try to see. Why somethin' good can hurt so bad. Caught on a one-way streets. The taste of
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saw my baby early one morning. She was walking on down the street. I saw my baby early one morning. She was walking on down the street You know it hurt me, hurt me so bad, yeah. Made my poor heart
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. She just keeps on trying. And she smiles when she feels like crying. On and on, on and on, on and on. . Poor ol' Jimmy. Sits alone in the moonlight. Saw his woman kiss another man. So he takes a
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at home like a good girl do. But tonight baby you got me sad and blue. I just heard about the girl in your car, yall kissing at the bar. Got me crying. Chorus. Oh, you got me hatin' on the club. 'Cause
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The Rain. The Fall. My love, is right behind you The Rain. The Fall. My love, is right behind you The Rain. The Fall. My love, is right behind you June, what are you crying for?. Soon, you had
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In the twilight glow I seen her. Blue eyes crying in the rain. When we kissed goodbye and parted. I knew we'd never meet again. Love is like a dying
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Song Down On The Farm - Little. They all asked about you. Down on the farm. The cows asked, . the pigs asked. The horses asked, too. All want to know why. to the city. You moved,. changed your name
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It's been a mystery and still they try to see. Why something good can hurt so bad. Caught on a one way street the taste of bittersweet. Love will survive somehow, some way. . Chorus. One love
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It's been a mystery and still they try to see. Why something good can hurt so bad. Caught on a one way street the taste of bittersweet. Love will survive somehow, some way. . Chorus. One love
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It's been a mystery and still they try to see. Why something good can hurt so bad. Caught on a one way street the taste of bittersweet. Love will survive somehow, some way. . Chorus. One love
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see you crying,. So I hope you don't mind the things I say on the way. . Well, we've been trav'ling for a long time,. And we finally finished here. Though I said some things to hurt you,. But it
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10. 15 on a Saturday night. And the tap drips. Under the strip light And I'm sitting. In the kitchen sink. And the tap drips. Drip, drip, drip Waiting for the. Telephone to ring. And I'm
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. Drowning in drunk sincerity. A sad and lonely girl. . Quit crying your eyes out. Quit crying your eyes out, and baby, come on. Isn't there something familiar about me?. The past is only the future with
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. . The golden years. The silver tears. You wore a tie like Richard Gere. I wanna get down. You spin me around. I stand on the borderline. Crying at the discoteque. Crying at the discoteque. . I
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