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Song You Bug Me Baby. Singer Larry Williams. You got the kinda face that I can't resist. You got the kinda lips that ought to be kissed. You got that funny little look, baby, in your eye. Oooh-wee
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Chorus 1. My heart my head my mind my soul. My feelings over you My tears my touch remember all that I am to you Chorus 2. My heart my mind my soul. My feelings over you My tears my touch remember
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I'm listenin'. Caught up in a web of deception. From this * I done learned new lesson. So what cha do, you keep on playing, you play on, playa From love to confusion. You keep getting but you keep
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Blue as the crying sky. With no thorn, no thistle. Only an open face. Staring at the waking world Maybe she's just a morning glory. Lost in a tangle of vine. And maybe she's just a morning glory.
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Old man, look at my life. I'm a lot like you were. Old man, look at my life. I'm a lot like you were Old man, look at my life. Twenty four and there's so much more. Live alone in a paradise. Tha
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What cha wanna talk bout, can we talk about it and handle this maturely. Don't nobody love you baby, nobody begging baby, after troubles that we've seen. I know your tired of walking, tired of diggi
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So you roam and you roam. You say that no place is your home. So I will roam too. I don't wanna stay without you There's nothing here, nothing here. It's time for me to disappear. If love won't c
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(Kenya Slaughter Walker/Nick Pellegrino) I called him for days, he didn't answer the phone. I drove by his house, I knew he was home. A week's worth of papers and mail in the box. I thought he was
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I'm listenin'. Caught up in a web of deception. From this * I done learned new lesson. So what cha do, you keep on playing, you play on, playa From love to confusion. You keep getting but you keep
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What cha wanna talk bout, can we talk about it and handle this maturely. Don't nobody love you baby, nobody begging baby, after troubles that we've seen. I know your tired of walking, tired of diggi
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What cha wanna talk bout, can we talk about it and handle this maturely. Don't nobody love you baby, nobody begging baby, after troubles that we've seen. I know your tired of walking, tired of diggi
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I'm listenin'. Caught up in a web of deception. From this * I done learned new lesson. So what cha do, you keep on playing, you play on, playa From love to confusion. You keep getting but you keep
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Love is but the song we sing. Fear? S the way we die. You can make the mountain dream. Or make the angels cry. Know the dove is on the wing. And you need not know why. . Come on people now. Sm
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Dream of a land my soul is from. I hear a hand stroke on a drum. . Elegant boy. Beautiful girl. Dancing for joy. Delicate whirl. Shades of delight. Cocoa hue. Rich as a night. Afro blue. .
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