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Written by James Young, Dennis Deyoung. Lead vocals by James Young and Dennis Deyoung. . (J. Y. ). . Another new day takes up on you. A fanfare wakes the land. The naked lives just a shining
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In the distance. She saw me coming 'round. I was calling out. I was calling out. . Still shaking. Still in pain. You put me back together again. I was cold and you clothed me honey. I was
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In the distance. She saw me coming 'round. I was calling out. I was calling out. . Still shaking. Still in pain. You put me back together again. I was cold and you clothed me honey. I was
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one who's in your head. Laid there by your side. In the city nights, naked in the lights. Hiding secrets in your bed. Chorus. Cause we try to turn around, but we can't stop it now. Our hearts got caught
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She took herself out in the car. She drove herself around the block. She said she's leaving me again. Then she got lost. . I look for her out on the porch. I wanna see her face once more. She
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She took herself out in the car. She drove herself around the block. She said she's leaving me again. Then she got lost. . I look for her out on the porch. I wanna see her face once more. She
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Lyin' in my plastic bed,. Thinkin' how things weren't so cool to me. My baby likes to shoot pool,. I Like lyin' naked in my bedroom. Tryin' on the dinosaur tonight,. It used to be so cool too
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You keep me running round and round,. Well that's alright with me,. Up and down, I'm up the wall,. I'm up the bloody tree. That's alright with me,. Yeah, that's alright with me,. Well, it feels
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I'm two shots shy of a 40 ounce quart. A hand in the pocket and a hand in your shorts. Shoot me with two and don't be slow. You only got one good way to go And get naked, buck naked. Buck naked
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Song Storm In The Heartland(Album Version) - Billy Ray Cyrus. The leaves on the trees are turnin' inside out. From the Great White North thre's a big block cloud. Run for shelter if you can. There's
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music they constantly play. . On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down. Provincial towns you jog 'round. Hang the dj, Hang the dj, Hang the dj. Hang the dj, Hang the dj, Hang the dj. Hang the dj
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. Hot, sticky, still so cool. The crash of the anvil and the nightclub school Watch the moving bodies. As they react to the sound. Feasting on the visions. See the figures going 'round Graceful and
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tears in your eyes. Don't come 'round here expecting votes. See who charts the course on a sinking boat And whatever you give. Listen, you give to give. But humanity's so weak if it can it will give
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. Been tempted by his lie. He's the knife in your back. He's rage. He's the razor to the knife. Ho, lonely is our lives. My heads spinnin' round and round (sorry). But in seasons of wither. We'll
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well i've seen you hanging round and round. on the streets with something on your mind. don't you think that i'm being fresh?. only want to lay with you. i promise you won't smell no fish. i
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Hoo! Oooooh!. . Shadows on the mountain, and the night begins to fall;. Gather up the children, 'fore the darkness takes us all. Tribe has come together, standin' naked against the night
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will keep the fire burnin'. And this big wheel will keep spinnin'. 'round and 'round, and around. Yeah! We're the children of the sixties. Watched the seventies go bye. Now, we made it through the