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I'vebeen to the west, but
she's the gal
That I love the best.

Tutti Frutti, all over rootie,.....
A-wop-bop-a-loo-lop a-lop bam boo

I got a gal,
I'vebeen to the west, but
she's the gal
That I love the best.

Tutti Frutti, all over rootie,.....
A-wop-bop-a-loo-lop a-lop bam boo

I got a gal,
as the pewter skies over North West Eleven

Excitement comes by subtle means
The satisfaction of routines
Small revenges at the office
Smug little victories

You
[Erick Sermon]
Aooowwwwwwwwwwwww!
Part one, the mastermind begins upon a quest
Gettin stupid -- shootin rhymes like arrows shot by Cupid
Ahh, you so
to the West.
Cho: I give you the gallant old West, boys,
Where rallied our bravest and best
When Ireland lay broken and bleeding;
Hurrah for the men of the West
to the West.
Cho: I give you the gallant old West, boys,
Where rallied our bravest and best
When Ireland lay broken and bleeding;
Hurrah for the men of the West
by the city
They lost sight of the reasion
They lost count of the days

And they were two souls searching for each other
One spirit looking for
growin' and the wagons headed West
When our country called for pioneers his name led all the rest

What a figure in his raw hide coat and hat made
to the West.
Cho: I give you the gallant old West, boys,
Where rallied our bravest and best
When Ireland lay broken and bleeding;
Hurrah for the men of the West
sinister thinking 
Fanatics 
Ruled by sinister thinking 

They drill this evil spirit in their children's heads 
So there's no ending in sight, no
wanst to drop some information
just a little additive to your education
I live my life by the code of the funk
600 watt amps, 18's in the trunk

When
night
My name ain't Wanda but I'll rock your world
I get more bounce than a Jherry Curl
Too many lookie-loos be lookin' for clues
There's a party
Life goes by in the blink of an eye
There's so much left to say

These were the best of times
I'll miss these days
Your spirit led my life each day
the lights
The lights above you

Listener was in cahoots with Fritz Lieber
And read him every day
Recipe for fear gas, amount of salt ash
I put by [cup
like the winter beat my face
But knowing that I'd see her made my spirit bright as June
I'm freezing but I'm burning for the girl in Saskatoon

South
You know what you want, you know what you want
But you can't seem to make it happen
So figure it out, figure it out
East meant west with big
Trail
Now you might say the boy got infected 
By a fantasy of the old west

For his heart and his soul got connected 
To a spirit that won't let him
makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen
it makes me wonder
Oh, it makes me wonder

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I
indifference
That prosperity esteems
Where the spirit raves and dances
Through our very veins

At winter's edge you found me
By the fields of wild gold
My
Through the first age's course
By the mines at the earth's core
A blade of fire was forged
That shone with the light of sun and moon
Banishing
your world
I get more bounce than a Jherry Curl
Too many lookie-loos be lookin' for clues
There's a party goin' on now whatcha gonna do

So grab
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven

Ooh, that makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder

There's a feelin' I get when I look to the west
And my spirit
heather 
And hear the west wind cry 
To know that's where the rapparee must die 

Since Cromwell pushed us westward 
To live our lowly lives 
There's
makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.
There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen