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To *'Stand By Me'
Like Ben E. King said
The rest of my life
Listen!

Baby! Baby!

It's too (late)
You're too late to wake up
(It's too late to wake up)
is 
For this man made of stone
Please hold me and embrace my soul

Seduced by your glance
Overwhelmed and enchanted by you, baby
Well, when
There I was on the marquee a workin' for a livin'
I've been gettin' instead of a givin'
A hangin' by my tail a waitin' for the dinner bell puttin'
like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags

Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out, runnin' up in
of absinthe makes my [D] mind to [A] wander
[D] Spoonful of sugar down [A] at the candy [D] store
I got a [E] string around your sweet tooth, baby
And I'm
ninjas
'll come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags
Now if I was a monkey, a-workin' for a livin'
I'd be a-gettin' instead of a-givin'
A-hangin' by my tail, a-waitin' for the dinner bell
Puttin'
through
O is for the only love I've ever known
Given to me by you
V is for the value
Of our priceless understanding
E is everlasting

Sweet
There I was on the marquee a workin' for a livin'
I've been gettin' instead of a givin'
A hangin' by my tail a waitin' for the dinner bell puttin'
There's a land beyond the river that we call the sweet forever
And we only reach that shore by fate you see
Yes I want to see my Jesus shake his
better have some cash to take it's place
Sweet talk comes easy
And you know sometimes sweet talk gets you by
But love is a five letter word
It's simply
a king
With no sense of belonging

For a root, for a leaf, for a branch, for a tree
But there's somebody that reminded them of me

Running with my roots
quiet by my side
For although I loved her she would not be my bride
Oh goodbye softly sweet one it was splended while it ran
Goodbye my bitter white girl
There's a land beyond the river that we call the sweet forever
And we only reach that shore by fate you see
Yes I want to see my Jesus shake his
with my concrete jungle, no Tarzans and Janes
Diesel by the bundles and the hard grams of Caine
D's when they come through, it's hard to get some change
If I could sing like the poets and kings of this world
If I could rise like the wind or the tides of the sea
I would sing you to sleep my love with
Now the heart stop wishin', 'fore you get old
Gotta speech and teach, reach for your goal
We the king here to bring with a lot of soul!

[Chorus]
just up and say 
I'm a native son of San Antone

And there's a sweet somebody by the Alamo 
Someday she's goin' to be my very own
And we'll buy
just up and say 
I'm a native son of San Antone

And there's a sweet somebody by the Alamo 
Someday she's goin' to be my very own
And we'll buy
a native son of San Antone

There's a sweet somebody by the Alamo
Someday she's gonna be my very own
And we'll buy a highchair in a year or so
For our little
and say
I'm a native son of San Antone

There's a sweet somebody by the Alamo
Someday she's gonna be my very own
And we'll buy (Then we'll get)
braggin', I'll just step and say
I'm a native son of San Antone

There's a sweet somebody by the Alamo
Someday, she's gonna be my very own
And then we'll
Look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle,
'Till morning is nigh.

Noel, noel, noel, noel
Born is the King of Israel 
Noel, noel, noel, noel
you got to get off it
You got to get with it. Time for a swift kick
You see, I own this town. You best not come around
If you wanna get by, then cool
you got to get off it
You got to get with it. Time for a swift kick
You see, I own this town. You best not come around
If you wanna get by, then cool