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the tubes- whaddaya want from life
What do you want from life To kidnap an heiress or threaten her with a knife What do you want from life To get cable TV and watch it every night There you sit a lump in your chair Where do you sleep and what do you wear when you're sleeping What do you want from life An Indian guru to show you the inner light What do you want from life a meaningless love affair with a girl that you met tonight How can you tell when you're doin' alright Does your bank account swell While you're dreaming at night How do know when you're really in love Do violins play when you're touching the one That you're loving What do you want from life Someone to love and somebody that you can trust What do you want from life To try and be happy while you do the nasty things you must Well, you can't have that, but if you're an American citizen you are entitled to: a heated kidney shaped pool, a microwave oven--don't watch the food cook, a Dyna-Gym--I'll personally demonstrate it in the privacy of your own home, a king-size Titanic unsinkable Molly Brown waterbed with polybendum, a foolproof plan and an airtight alibi, real simulated Indian jewelry, a Gucci shoetree, a year's supply of antibiotics, a personally autographed picture of Randy Mantooth and Bob Dylan's new unlisted phone number, a beautifully restored 3rd Reich swizzle stick, Rosemary's baby, a dream date in kneepads with Paul Williams, a new Matador, a new mastodon, a Maverick, a Mustang, a Montego, a Merc Montclair, a Mark IV, a meteor, a Mercedes, an MG, or a Malibu, a Mort Moriarty, a Maserati, a Mac truck, a Mazda, a new Monza, or a moped, a Winnebago--Hell, a herd of Winnebago's we're giving 'em away, or how about a McCulloch chainsaw, a Las Vegas wedding, a Mexican divorce, a solid gold Kama Sutra coffee pot, or a baby's arm holding an apple? |
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Viva La Revolution
Es café con leche todas las mañanas Y de ahí el perro salir a pasear Es bancarse el transito pesado Antes de poder llegar a trabajar. Todos los días es la misma historia: Del trabajo a casa una vez más. Todas las noches ves las mismas caras, La misma mierda en el mismo canal. Una vez fuiste un chico rebelde, Ahora te dices a ti mismo que eso ya pasó. No dejarás que te encasillen En el sistema que siempre te atrapó. En los bares y en las marchas, En reuniones anarquistas Fuera De Sektor, Siempre fuiste el primero Que levantó la mano y gritó: Viva la revolution, viva la revolución Viva la revolution, larga vida a la revolución. Viva la revolution oh oh Tu tuviste un póster del Che Guevara Y varios libros de Marx, otra revolución. Te conseguiste un peinado nuevo Para tirar abajo lo que nunca te gustó. Te vestiste para la batalla Como un soldado de Babylón Y cuando empezaste a luchar Supiste que era lo mejor. Viva la revolution, viva la revolución Viva la revolution, larga vida a la revolución. Viva la revolution oh oh Viva la revolution oh oh Siempre luchaste por la libertad Y le das gracias a Dios que sos un ganador. Y desde tu chalet en los suburbios Siempre estás listo para la diversión. Oíste ruidos, la otra noche en la cama, Bajaste la escalera y fuiste a ver el hall. Toda la casa estaba gaffiteada Decía "VIVA LA REVOLUCION". Viva la revolution, viva la revolución Viva la revolution, larga vida a la revolución. Viva la revolution oh oh Viva la revolution oh oh |
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Edited by
DTHRomeo
on
Sun 01/25/09 10:50 AM
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(Can't Get My) Head Around You
Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see Every single day what you say makes no sense to me Even though I try I can't get my head around you Somewhere in the night there's a light in front of me Heaven up above with a shove, abandons me And even though I try I fall in the river of you You've managed to bring me down too All your faking (Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up) Shows you're aching (Get up, Get up, Get up) Every single day what you say makes no sense to me Lettin' you inside isn't right, you'll mess with me I'll never really know what's really going on inside you I can't get my head around you All your feeding (Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up) Shows you're bleeding (Get up, Get up, Get up) Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see covering it up like a cut with the likes of me You know I've really tried, I can't do any more about you (Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah) The cut's getting deeper (Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah) The hill's getting steeper. I guess I'll never know what's really going on inside you I can't get my head around you I can't get my head around you I can't get my head around you I can't get my head around you |
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Seether-Rise Above This
Take the light, undarken everything around me Call the clouds and listen closely I'm lost without you Call your name every day when I feel so helpless I've fallen down but I'll rise above this, rise above this Hate the mind, regrets are better left unspoken For all we know, this void will grow And everything's in vain, distressing you though it leaves me open Feels so right, but I'll end this all before it gets me Call your name every day when I feel so helpless I've fallen down but I'll rise above this, rise above this Call your name every day when I seem so helpless I've fallen down, and I'll rise above this, rise above this doubt I'll mend myself before it gets me (I'll mend myself before it gets me) I'll mend myself before it gets me (I'll mend myself before it gets me) Call your name every day when I feel so helpless I've fallen down but I'll rise above this, rise above this Forty eight ways to say that I'm feelin' helpless I'm Falling down, falling down, but I'll rise above this, rise above this, Rise above this, rise above this doubt |
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One of my favorite led zeppelin songs on was on the b side of the single vinyl of immigrant song that yes i do have. The song reminds me of all the girls i use to date a few years back.
"Hey Hey What Can I Do" Wanna tell you about the girl I love My she looks so fine She's the only one that I been dreamin' of Maybe someday she will be all mine I wanna tell her that I love her so I thrill with her every touch I need to tell her she's the only one I really love I got a woman, wanna ball all day I got a woman, she won't be true, no I got a woman, stay drunk all the time I said I got a little woman and she won't be true Sunday morning when we go down to church See the menfolk standin' in line I said they come to pray to the Lord With my little girl, looks so fine In the evening when the sun is sinkin' low Everybody's with the one they love I walk the town, Keep a-searchin' all around Lookin' for my street corner girl I got a woman, wanna ball all day I got a woman, she won't be true, no no I got a woman, stay drunk all the time I said I got a little woman and she won't be true In the bars, with the men who play guitars Singin', drinkin' and rememberin' the times My little lover does a midnight shift She followed around all the time I guess there's just one thing a-left for me to do Gonna pack my bags and move on my way Cause I got a worried mind Sharin' what I thought was mine Gonna leave her where the guitars play I got a woman, she won't be true, no no I got a woman, wanna ball all day I got a woman, stay drunk all the time I got a little woman and she won't be true (Hey hey what can I do) I said she won't be true (Hey Hey, What can I say?) Hey hey, what can I do I got a woman, she won't be true Lord, hear what I say I got a woman, wanna ball all day |
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Sanitarium (Welcome Home)
Welcome to where time stands still No one leaves and no one will Moon is full, never seems to change Just labeled mentally deranged Dream the same thing every night I see our freedom in my sight No locked doors, no windows barred No things to make my brain seem scarred Sleep my friend and you will see That dream is my reality They keep me locked up in this cage Can't they see it's why my brain says rage Sanitarium, leave me be Sanitarium, just leave me alone Build my fear of what's out there And cannot breathe the open air Whisper things into my brain Assuring me that I'm insane They think our heads are in their hands But violent use brings violent plans Keep him tied, it makes him well He's getting better, can't you tell? No more can they keep us in Listen, damn it, we will win They see it right, they see it well But they think this saves us from our hell Sanitarium, leave me be Sanitarium, just leave me alone Sanitarium, just leave me alone Fear of living on Natives getting restless now Mutiny in the air Got some death to do Mirror stares back hard Kill, it's such a friendly word Seems the only way For reaching out again |
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Edited by
DTHRomeo
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Sun 01/25/09 11:45 PM
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Speak Easy
If there's a scream inside of you Just let it go You're beating yourself up baby Don't you know You've got to get through And lift the roof off your soul It's like a pain locked up In a part of your heart It's got no reason to leave it Unless you start To warm it up Be wise and be smart Out on the ocean There's no one around No one to hear a sound It's just us out here Out on the ocean Speaking freely Away from the city Away from the ears that Bug us and judge us It's so liberating To be free And my heart slows down Nice and easy And your breathing will be pleasing Just speak easy And say what's on your mind I search for something To compare you to Thought long and hard For a simile true Now I'm suddenly aware End the quest you're beyond compare So speak easy If there's a shadow in your life Then there's sunshine Things turning inside out All the time Just rewind It's all in your mind Oh so speak easy Out here we're floating Late in the night And the only light to guide us is a Full moon that's glowing On the sea Nice and easy And your breathing will be pleasing Just speak easy And say what's on your mind I search for something To compare you to Thought long and hard For a simile true Now I'm suddenly aware End the quest you're beyond compare So speak easy |
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Hollywood
I've got a picture in my head (in my head) It's me and you , we are in bed (we are in bed) You'll always be there when I call (when I call) You'll always be there most of all (all, all, all) This is not Hollywood like I understood This is not Hollywood like, like, like This is not Hollywood, like I understood This is not Hollywood like, like, like Away, runaway, is there anybody there Away, runaway, is there anybody there Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away I've got a picture in my room, (in my room) I will return there I presume. (should be soon) The greatest irony of all, (shoot the wall) It's not so glamorous at all (at all at all) This is not Hollywood like I understood This is not Hollywood like, like, like This is not Hollywood like I understood This is not Hollywood like, like, like Runaway, runaway, is there anybody there Runaway, runaway, is there anybody there Get away, get away, Get away Get away, get away, Get away This is not Hollywood (Runaway) This is not Hollywood |
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Tired Of Sex
I'm tired, so tired I'm tired of having sex (So tired) I'm spread so thin I don't know who I am (who I am) Monday night I'm makin' Jen Tuesday night I'm makin' Lyn Wednesday night I'm makin' Catherine Oh, why can't I be makin' Love come true? I'm beat, beet red Ashamed of what I said(What I said) I'm sorry, here I go I know I'm a sinner But I can't say no(Say no) Thursday night I'm makin' Denise Friday night I'm makin' Therese Saturday night I'm making Louise Oh, why can't I be making Love come true? (Whatcha' Gonna Do?) Tonight, I'm down on my knees Tonight, I'm beggin' you please Tonight, tonight it bleeds Oh why can't I be makin' Love come true? |
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Cumberland Blues - Grateful Dead
I cant stay much longer, melinda, the sun is getting high. I cant help you with your troubles, if you wont help with mine. I gotta get down, I gotta get down, I gotta get down to the mine. You keep me up just one more night, I cant sleep here no more. Little ben clock says quarter to eight; you kept me up till four. I gotta get down, I gotta get down, or I cant work there no more. A lotta poor man make a five dollar bill, keep him happy all the time. Some other fellas makin nothin at all and you can hear him cry, Can I go, buddy, can I go down take your shift at the mine? Gotta get down to the cumberland mine. Gotta get down to the cumberland mine. Thats where I mainly spend my time. Make good money, five dollars a day. made anymore, I might move away. Lotta poor man got the cumberland blues he cant win for losin Lotta poor man got to walk the line just to pay his union dues. I dont know now, I just dont know if Im goin back again. |
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Grateful Dead - The Music Never Stopped
There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds It's been hot for seven weeks now, Too hot to even speak now, Did you hear what I just heard? Say it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind But there seems to be a beat now I can feel it my feet now Listen here it comes again! There's a band out on the highway, They're high steppin' into town It's a rainbow full of sound, It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns Everybody dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands. Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine, You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, Lord The band kept us too busy we forgot about the time. They're a band beyond description, Like Jehovah's favorite choir People joining hand in hand While the music played the band, Lord They're setting us on fire. Crazy rooster crowin' midnight, Balls of lightin' roll along Old men sing about their dreams, Women laugh and children scream And the band keeps playin' on. Keep on dancin' thru the daylight, Greet the mornin' air with song No ones's noticed, but the band's all pack and gone. Was it ever there at all? But they keep on dancin' C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday, And the corn's a bumper crop And the fields are full of dancin' Full of singin' and romancin' The music never stopped. |
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Milk (ode To Billy)
I woke up, can't wait to eat Got my cereal, boy was I beat Opened the fridge, and to my dismay There was no milk, my mother will pay I want some milk! My coffee grows cold I want some milk! I should've been told I wish I had some goddamn milk My Cheerios just ain't the same I wish I had some goddamn milk Too bad the milkman never came I can't go, out to the store I'll just wait 'till Mommy buys more I'll just have, wheat thins and beer If I get sick the toilet is near I want some milk! My coffee grows cold I want some milk! I should've been told I wish I had some goddamn milk My Cheerios just ain't the same I wish I had some goddamn milk Too bad the milkman never came! Yeahhhhh , Yeahhhhh! I want some milk! My coffee grows cold I want some milk! I should've been told |
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Starting Up A Posse
(My Posse)(My Posse) Now I'm gonna tell ya a story A tale of wrong and right And freedom is the reason you can't take it without a fight So now I'm starting up a posse (Suck my ****, suck my ****) To come and look for you We're gonna put a stop To what you want to do you f*cking whores (you f*cking whores) That's all you are you say records are offensive (you're a douche, you're a douche) Our messages isn't right you say "We're gonna label records So our kids can grow up right" you f*cking whores (Let them decide) That's all you are $hit, F*ck, Satan, Death, Sex, Drugs, Rape These seven words You're trying to take $hit, F*ck, Satan, Death, Sex, Drugs, Rape Right or wrong it's our choice to make America the beautiful land of the free Don't change the words To land of hypocrisy Now I'm starting up a posse (Fascist scum, Fascist scum) And we'll damn sure make you see Something that offends you May not be offensive to me You f*cking whores (You f*cking whores) That's all you are Now you might take offense To a word like "F*ck" or "$hit" (D*ck!) But you f*cking don't have a right (C*nt!) To discriminate me for saying it you f*cking whores (you f*cking whores) That's all you are (Go suck a **** ah?) $hit, F*ck, Satan, Death, Sex, Drugs, Rape These seven words You're trying to take $hit, F*ck, Satan, Death, Sex, Drugs, Rape Right or wrong it's our choice to make America the beautiful land of the free Don't change the words To land of hypocrisy So now I'm starting up a posse (Mother****er, Mother****er) To fight for freedom of choice Tm fight for freedom of speech We're gonna make you hear our voice And now I don't do this to shock you (That's the end, That's the end) I do this for spite you've got to Choice, don't buy it, don't read it And don't say our opinion's right you f*cking whores (You f*cking whores) That's all you are (C*nty c*nty c*nty c*nt!) you know you can't censor my feelings You can't censor my thoughts Censorship's against, everything America stands for, You f*cking whores(you f*cking whores) That's all you are(And this ain't sexist either) $hit, F*ck, Satan, Death, Sex, Drugs, Rape These seven words You're trying to take $hit, F*ck, Satan, Death, Sex, Drugs, Rape Right or wrong it's our choice to make America the beautiful land of the free Don't change the words To land of hypocrisy |
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Pickin' Wildflowers lyrics ---Keith Anderson
Hey baby whatcha doin' this evening? Can you meet me down at the railroad tracks? I got Tom Petty playin' in my Silverado, And I iced down a six-pack. Hey Daisy don't you worry 'bout your mama, Like 007 we can keep it covert. Undercover on the ground by the water Gonna get a little peace... on earth. [Chorus:] Baby whatcha say we go pickin' wildflowers? Got a spot way back in the woods. Sneak away for a couple of hours, You and me baby, pickin' wildflowers. Hey baby, Mother Nature is waitin' And love's bloomin' like a cherry tree. Let's buzz around, maybe do some pollenating, Dive on in like honey bees. [Repeat Chorus] Take a trail ride if you know what I mean. Hey baby won't you come with me? [Repeat Chorus X2] |
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Kill The Dog Next Door lyrics
I once was a happy man of sound and stable mind Then my neighbour bought a dog He put a ribbon on its head to make it cute But it still looked like a chihuahua He had me over to watch it sit and beg It bit my knee, and made love to my leg Now it barks all the night and all of the day Whenever it's not peeing on my lawn I didn't get to sleep last night till very late The stupid dog barked and grrrr'd I got up late for work and ran to catch the bus But I slipped on a turd I was certain it wasn't one of mine That that dog had crossed over the line I wanted to exterminate it and all its kind From my lovely little suburb I'm gonna kill the dog next door Ain't gonna bark anymore 'Cause this is Judgment Day And the little runt has got to pay No more turds on my lawn That stupid mutt will soon be gone Gonna kill kill kill kill kill kill kill that dog I see the little monster in my garden So I grab an axe and off I go And I try my best to get it All I do is sever my big toe My neighbour comes outside to call me He says his dog and me should just be friends He puts his little pet in my forgiving hands Then it starts to bite So I strangle it with all my might Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! I'm gonna kill the dog next door (kill the dog next door) Ain't gonna bark anymore 'Cause this is Judgment Day And the little runt has got to pay No more turds on my lawn (doo-doos on my lawn) That stupid mutt will soon be gone Gonna kill kill kill kill kill kill kill that dog Now the stupid mutt's in doggy heaven I strangled it to death and now I'm free But my trouble ain't quite over My neighbour called the cops on me I end up at the police station Where I am told that I must pay A 300 dollar fine Wow, what a good value I think I'll kill my neighbour too! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! I'm gonna kill the guy next door (kill the guy next door) Won't call the cops anymore I never liked him anyway 300 isn't much to pay There are turds on my lawn (doo-doos on my lawn) They must be his, his dog is gone Gonna kill kill kill kill kill kill kill Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill that guy! |
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The Bag
Endless evenings of non-exist Are getting shorter, monotonous Like an intruder, I belong outside Although I find myself right back The same place I was before Saying things I'd say once more There's no reason for me to be here, no I feel so lonesome, surrounded by friends Who are talking about me, saying things I could care less about This dialogue is without Worth, content, significance Conversational ambivalence Hear the same things every night It just ain't right Who be left holding the bag Give me something I can sink my teeth into Show me a time, tell me a story I haven't heard a million times before I pass out from boredom As I watch the people pass (I watch them pass) I see moments in their lives, nothing fascinating Are we all living for the past, never realizing We're clinging to an empty bag Lacking content, significance Conversational ambivalence Say the same thing every night It just ain't right We'll see who's left holding the bag |
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Amazed
Every time our eyes meet This feeling inside me Is almost more than I can take Baby when you touch me I can feel how much you love me And it just blows me away I've never been this close to anyone or anything I can hear your thoughts I can see your dreams I don't know how you do what you do I'm so in love with you It just keeps getting better I wanna spend the rest of my life With you by my side Forever and ever Every little thing that you do Baby I'm amazed by you The smell of your skin The taste of your kiss The way you whisper in the dark Your hair all around me Baby you surround me You touch everyplace in my heart Oh it feels like the first time every time I wanna spent the whole night in your eyes Every little thing that you do I'm so in love with you It just keeps getting better I wanna spend the rest of my life With you by my side Forever and ever Every little thing that you do Oh, every little thing that you do Baby I'm amazed by you |
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Atrapado
Estoy en esta multitud Con un modo de ser extraño Admirando este ajeno mundo oh oh oh oh oh Atado a esta satisfaccion Donde no hay placer ni dolor Voy en busca de mi liberacion oh oh oh oh oh Y veo como algunos sonrien Cuando todos sienten dolor Y veo como algunos reciben Cuando otros lo pierden todo Camino sin mirar atras Despierto dentro de otro sueño Y miro alrededor y tiemblo oh oh oh oh oh Atado a esta satisfaccion Donde no hay placer ni dolor Voy en busca de mi liberacion oh oh oh oh oh Y veo como algunos sonrien Cuando todos sienten dolor Y veo como algunos reciben Cuando otros lo pierden todo Estoy en esta multitud Con un modo de ser extraño Admirando este ajeno mundo oh oh oh oh oh Atado a esta satisfaccion Donde no hay placer ni dolor Voy en busca de mi liberacion oh oh oh oh oh Y veo como algunos sonrien Cuando todos sienten dolor Y veo como algunos reciben Cuando otros lo pierden todo |
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18 Til I Die
I wanna be young the rest of my life Never say no - try anything twice Til the angels come and ask me to fly I'm gonna be 18 til I die - 18 til I die Can't live forever that's wishful thinkin' Who ever said that must of bin' drinkin' Don't wanna grow up I don't see why I couldn't care less if time flies by 18 til I die - gonna be 18 til I die It sure feels good to be alive Someday I'll be 18 goin' on 55! - 18 til I die Anyway - I just wanna say Why bother with what happened yesterday It's not my style I live for the minute If ya wanna stay young get both feet in it - 18 til I die A 'lil bit of this - a 'lil bit of that 'Lil bit of everything - gotta get on track It's not how ya look, it's what ya feel inside I don't care when - I don't need ta know why 18 til I die - gonna be 18 til I die Ya it sure feels good to be alive Someday I'll be 18 goin' on 55! - 18 til I die Ya there's one thing for sure - I'm sure gonna try Don't worry 'bout the future - forget about the past Gonna have a ball - ya we're gonna have a blast Gonna make it last - 18 til I die |
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I Want You
Anytime I need to see your face I just close my eyes And I am taken to a place where your crystal mind and Magenta feelings take up shelter in the base of my spine Sweet like a chic-a-cherry cola I don't need to try to explain; I just hold on tight And If it happens again, I might move so slightly To the arms and the lips and the face of the human cannonball That I need to, I want to Come Stand a little bit closer Breathe in and get a bit higher You'll never know what hit you When I get to you Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh I'd die to find out I'm the kind of person who endorses a deep commitment Getting comfy getting perfect is what I live for But a look, and then a smell of perfume It's like I'm down on the floor And I Don't know what I'm in for Conversation has a time and place In the interaction of a lover and a mate, But the time of talking, using symbols, using words Can be likened to a deep sea diver who is swimming with a raincoat Come stand a little bit closer Breathe in and get a bit higher You'll never know what hit you When I get to you Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh I'd die to find out Anytime I need to see your face I just close my eyes And I am taken to a place where your crystal mind and Magenta feelings take up shelter in the base of my spine Sweet like a chic-a-cherry cola I don't need to try to explain; I just hold on tight And If it happens again, I might move so slightly To the arms and the lips and the face of the human cannonball That I need to, I want to Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh I'd die to find out So can we find out? Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh I'd die to find out Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you But, ooh, I'd die to find out (I'd die to find out) Ooh, I want you I don't know if I need you (ooh can we find out) But, ooh I'd die to find out |
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