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You're a black butterfly. With your wings frayed and torn,. Laughter's your's so is scorn. As they point to you in shame. You're a black butterfly. With your wings near fire,. But confess when
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I've been around the world in a plane. Settled revolutions in Spain. The North Pole I have charted. But can't get started with you. And at the golf course I'm under par. Metro-Goldwyn wants me
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Take a picture if it helps you sleep. Then expose me as your royal creep. For now I've torn it we are not the same. There's a sun that's breaking through my window pane. It's burning up my face
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a wizard at polo was a socialized bee,. Remember the movie director who made five thousand a week,. And there was a diamond collector who had the same technique,. You knew a prince, a duke and a
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I am LOST IN MEDITATION. And my reverie. Brings you back to me. For in my imagination. Love has lingered on. As though you'd never gone. This is just a dream that cannot last. When the magic
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In the morning. On the beach there. People gather. To meet the sunshine With open arms. Reaching for heaven. With open hearts. And open minds I found a lover. By the seaside. With sexy brown
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All too soon. We had to part. The moment you had touched my heart. And with you went my dream. All too soon All too sweet. Was our affair. And you put all the sweetness there. What a shame
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indigo. Since my baby said goodbye. In the evenin' when lights are low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. 'Cause there's nobody who cares about me. I'm just a soul who's. Bluer than blue can be. When I
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indigo. Since my baby said goodbye. In the evenin' when lights are low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. 'Cause there's nobody who cares about me. I'm just a soul who's. Bluer than blue can be. When I
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indigo. Since my baby said goodbye. In the evenin' when lights are low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. 'Cause there's nobody who cares about me. I'm just a soul who's. Bluer than blue can be. When I
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indigo. Since my baby said goodbye. In the evenin' when lights are low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. 'Cause there's nobody who cares about me. I'm just a soul who's. Bluer than blue can be. When I
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. The new Guccis on refrigerator, smokin' some kush. This nigga's a lighter swisher, becomin' a roach. Go get the glass ashtray, pour the glass of Crut. Tap the bottle then toast Barrie took a sip for
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for me now. But nothing’s gonna wake me now. Cause I’m a slave to the sad heaven. . Chorus. And they’re calling,. Don’t stop, no, I’ll never give up. And I’ll never look up, just hold your head
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You are my life. Everybody knows how I feel about you. Loving your smile. And your soft caress. My love for you shines brightly. I must confess that. you are my life. I want us to be like a
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(V. Duke, J Latouche and T. Fetter). . Here I go again. I hear those trumpets blow again. All aglow again. Taking a chance on love. Here I come again. I'm gonna make things hum again
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It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing. It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing It makes no difference if its sweet or hot. Just give that rhythm everything you got It don't mean
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It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing. It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing It makes no difference if its sweet or hot. Just give that rhythm everything you got It don't mean
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It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing. It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing It makes no difference if its sweet or hot. Just give that rhythm everything you got It don't mean
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It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing. It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing It makes no difference if its sweet or hot. Just give that rhythm everything you got It don't mean
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If you should ask me the amount in my bank account. I'd have to confess that I'm slippin'. But that don't worry me, confidentially. I've got a dream that's a pippin'. . And when the day is
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mind. How could love so real have turned so empty. I just keep wanderin' why. Will I ever find the love we share together you and I Oh, it's you sweet baby. Though we've had such a long hard road to
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). I've been holding on (holding on). To the promise that you need some time. Making everything into a story. Making sure I never get to feel happy. Taking everything you do my own way. Thinking that
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