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don't it hurt so bad
standing in the sun
in the bottom of your heart
you don't love no one
you can be oh so mean
i just can't see no in-between
you know what the sun's all about
when the lights go out
what a way to live
back of your class
end of the line
you're always last
you can be oh so mean
i just can't see no in-between
you know what the sun's all about
when the lights go out
see the moon
see the stars
from your lonely seat
in your lonely car
you can be oh so mean
i just can't see no in-between
you know what the sun's all about
when the lights go out
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What about the night makes you change
Oh from sweet to deranged
What about my voice tells you
Who’s been wrong to you
You’ve got pains
Like an addict
I’m leaving you
You’ve got pains
Like an addict
10 A.M. automatic
I see darkness cover us
And your car kicks up dust
What about my ways makes you doubt
All these words from my mouth
You’ve got pains
Like an addict
I’m leaving you
You’ve got pains
Like an addict
10 A.M. automatic
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you let me know
how you've changed
i can't tell
in any way
a little village is not a town
just couldn't tie me down
sent a message
to my mind
without reason
without rhyme
happiness will come around
just couldn't tie me down
feel the wind
hit your skin
see the shape
you put me in
saw you talking, heard the sounds
just couldn't tie me down
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He found all hands against his own
Found all eyes were looking down
And the sun had left and gone
All his friends could not be found
Don’t talk about
Don’t think about love
She’s not the one
You’re dreaming of
Don’t talk about it
Can’t live without it
You say you’re alone
He found all hands against his own
He found the sky it turned to grey
And the clouds start rolling in
Got no use for what they say
Got no use for where they been
Don’t talk about
Don’t think about love
She’s not the one
You’re dreaming of
Don’t talk about it
Can’t live without it
You say you’re alone
He found all hands against his own
You say you’re alone
He found all hands against his own
You say you’re alone
He found all hands against his own
You say you’re alone
He found all hands against his own
He found all hands against his own
No light from up above
Just a dark and lonely road
He found all hands against his own
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See her walkin with a fella
Two of them so nice and mellow
Hey hey, hey hey hey
My heart is broken, open wide
Feel so down, deep inside
Hey hey, hey hey hey
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girl is on my mind,
girl is on my mind,
try ignore, try to unwind,
but she is on my mind
eyes are in my eyes,
eyes are in my eyes
where I've been, how time flies,
when she is in my eyes
see her standing there,
see her standing there,
she's gentle now, and takes great care
see her standing there
hold me close to you,
hold me close to you,
not one thing, that I would not do
if you hold me close to you
girl is on my mind,
she is on my mind,
try ignore, try to unwind,
she is on my mind
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tell me where you're goin or
what is going wrong
I felt you leavin before
you'd even gone
and hold me now
or never ever hold me again
no more talk
can take me away from this pain I'm in
see the moonlight shinin on
your window pane
see it leave you as
faithful as it came
please yourself so you
don't have to be afraid
make amends
or carry on another way
tell me what you were thinkin
to treat somebody so
the care he took the
lengths to which he'd go
coals are hot to walk
across without your shoes
but in the end
know that you got nothin to lose
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I got up this morning
Put on my shoes
Tied my shoes
Went to the mirror
For to comb my hair
I made a move
Know what to do
Try to break and run
Baby, this ain't me
Baby, this ain't me
Grown so ugly
Grown so ugly
Don't even know myself
Don't even know myself
I left Angola, 19 and 64
Walking down the street
Knock upon my baby's door
My baby come out
And ask me who I am
And I say, 'Honey,
Honey, don't you know your man?'
She said, 'My man's been gone
Since 19 and 42
I'll tell you Mr. Ugly,
He didn't look like you'
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Stack shot Billy in the back of the head
Stack made sure Billy Lyons was dead
.45 pistol down in Stack's right hand
Sent him away to the promised land
Stack shot Billy, .45
Stack shot Billy
Billy laid down and died
Stack Lee had himself an evil brain
Loved his gun and his sweet cocaine
But Stack got quiet when the shadows fell
He knew soon enough that he'd burn in hell
Stack shot Billy, .45
Stack shot Billy
Billy laid down and died
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You don't need no fancy clothes
Where'd you get them, goodness knows?
Just show some civility.
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
I don't need no luxuries,
As long as you are understanding,
I'm not difficult to please.
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
Well I'm the kind of guy who likes
To take you as I find you
So throw away those false eyelashes and,
Act nice, act nice, baby.
Come on baby, hold my hand.
Come on baby, understand, you gotta
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
Come on baby, hold my hand.
Come on baby, understand, you gotta
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
Act nice, act nice and gentle to me.
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i'm on an aeroplane
across the sea
goin' nowhere
i wanna be
distant land
don't know who i am
eyes are heavy
mind is shook
can't feel
the drugs i took
distant land
don't know who i am
take your seat
don't be shy
you got to remember
that you were born to die
distant land
don't know who i am
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keep me clean, keep me warm,
keep my soul away from harm.
keep the night, keep the day,
keep the in between away.
hold that second, hold the time,
hold that picture in your mind.
hold the smoke, hold the fire
hold all that you desire
show me trust, show me love,
show me heaven up above.
show your soul show your mind
show it to me all the time
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love me, don't leave me
make me feel you need me
you kill me and thrill me
don't you know I will be
callin on you everyday
till I get my way
darling I wonder
how you pulled me under
you kill me and thrill me
don't you know I will be
callin on you everyday
till I get my way
darling remember
the cold, cold nights in december
you kill me and thrill me
don't you know I will be
callin on you everyday
till I get my way
till I get my way
till I get my way
till I get my way
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