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know you're asleep
In the evening, into the night
When the moon shines bright, Star Forever Moore
Uh huh, uh huh

I just wanna be with my sister
land
Am
Walkin' down an alabama road

And he went by the name of william moore
Now what are you doing william moore
D g am
Why the letter in your
And the man with the wing-nut ears said
"Hey, I married her back in Spain!"
And Betty Coltrane crossed herself beneath the table

Well, Robert Moore stepped
And the man with the wing-nut ears said
"Hey, I married her back in Spain!"
And Betty Coltrane crossed herself beneath the table

Well, Robert Moore stepped
heaven street to me
Don't be so proud

You're just another angel in the crowd
And I'm walking in he wild west end
Walking with your wild best friend
Bear With Me Lord

Written by Ray Scott & Phillip Moore


Sunday mornin', ten A.M.

My mouth is dry and my blood's runnin' thin

I know where I
Well it's about time to close
I hope you've had as much fun as we have!
Don't forget the jam session Sunday!
Mandy tension will be by, playing his
filled her
There's something about Mary, but not the one with Ben Stiller
It's Jesus hopefully now you get it
I got saved like the movie with Mandy
groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B.I.G. with telepathy
The recipe, a pinch of hardcore with a gun
Pimping ain't easy but it sure is fun
When I bust my
about Demi Moore.
And it took me by surprise I must say
When I found out the Pope was gay.

I read it in the tabloids.
Elvis Presley's doing just fine.
Bynes, i wanna FTS her boobs
so many young cuties how's a boy to choose


so you're looking at me wondering what's wrong in my brain
a 21 year old
Walking by Myself Lyrics
By Gary Moore
You know I love you
You know it's true
Give you all my love, babe
What more can I do?
Walking by myself
and stronger

Wanna know you all over
Till I know you be heart
Gotta know you with all that I got

[Chorus:]
I wanna know you that good!
Like no one
you wanna be in the Hall of Faith?

By faith
A boy named David faced Goliath with a sling
By faith
That same little boy became a great and mighty king
Roll up in that thing, got hoes like Prince, but they know I'm king
Chubbs might hold that thing, if he get caught, he'll be home by spring
Things I
Roll up in that thing, got hoes like Prince, but they know I'm king
Chubbs might hold that thing, if he get caught, he'll be home by spring
Things I
but I can't replace you

This emptiness is all you've left me with

All this emptiness


Memories start to fade

I'm thinking I'll be okay

Chasing
Moore,

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good,

Upstairs in bed with my ex boy,
He's in
Moore,

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good,

Upstairs in bed with my ex boy,
He's in
out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like Roger Moore
out like I was Tanqueray

'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like Roger Moore
will write your books
And I will paint my paintings by the sea
But now I'll be Lolita if you please
I wanna kiss you
I wanna kiss you
I wanna stop
Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen,
And welcome to the Dan Rockman world stadium.
Are you ready for an afternoon of baseball? 
I hope you are,
(Gary Moore) / (Gary Moore/Mark Nauseef)

Ooh, yeah-yeah,
Yeah-yeah-yeah.


It's five o'clock in the mornin',
But I'm not going to bed.
I just wanna
to a bottomless pit of insecurity

You may be plastic because you never meditate
about the bottom of glasses, The third side of your universe

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