She can roll her shoulder, she can roll her ass Ain't no doubt about it, she's a gamely lass Jerking with her elbow, clever with her knees When she move
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} Hating ever I will I will get you I will I will bury you So I put you in your place Down down Beneath the living Down down Beneath the living Hate
Without a song, the day would never end Without a song, the road would never bend When things go wrong, man ain't got a friend Without a song That field
've sung a lot of songs, I've made some bad rhymes I've acted out my life in stages With ten thousand people watching But we're alone and I'm singing my song
Listen to me say I want to sing a song for You I want to sing a song And I want to live my life for You, Lord Lord, for You I want to live my life And
a long time So I sat down and wrote down this song after she went to bed And I told her tonight when it was bedtime, I would sing her song I bet you
Love a girl who holds the world in a paper cup Drink it up, love her and she'll bring you luck If ya find she helps your mind, better take her home Oh dontcha live
This beautiful night This is not a night to die Let me sing and dance Beneath the sky I have such love to give to give I want a chance to live Live
from your eyes And I know from your smile That tonight will be fine Will be fine, will be fine, will be fine For a while I choose the rooms that I live
I cannot follow you, my love You cannot follow me I am the distance you put between All of the moments that we will be You know who I am You've stared
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come back again But I think that I can heal it But I think that I can heal it I'm a fool but I think I can heal it with this song
It seems so long ago Nancy was alone Looking ate the Late Late show Through a semi-precious stone In the house of honesty Her father was on trial In
I saw jesus on the cross on a hill called calvary "do you hate mankind for what they done to you? " He said, "talk of love not hate, things
Queen Victoria, my father and all his tobacco loved you I love you too in all your forms The slim and lovely virgin floating among German beer The mean
The door it opened slowly My father he came in I was nine years old And he stood so tall above me His blue eyes they were shining And his voice was very
You got the smile of a Mona Lisa, know it all an' giving nothing away you make the sins of a vestal virgin, look nothing more that a roll in the hay.