Lyrics:
Well when I, when I was just a little baby boy
Every night I would call, your number brought me joy
I called your house, every night since then
But I
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me
was strange
But I have felt his touch
And I'll never be the same
I call Him love i call Him mercy
I called Him out of my darkness and pain
And He
can call Tyrone, you ain't gots to lie Craig
What about my body, body?
You don't want my body, body?
Acting like I'm nobody
You gon' make me call
impossible
Try and carry on this way
Call me when you get to Heaven, won't you
Call me when you get to Heaven, won't you
Call me when you get to Heaven,
She'll call me honey, when she needs a helpin' hand,
She might say darlin' if she needs someone who understands.
She'll call me sugar, if she's
You're bound to fall for the bugle call;
You're gonna brag 'bout the Bugle Call Rag.
Thin or fat, young or old;
Shake their shoulders bold.
pride
If I have things
You need to borrow
For no one can fill
Those of your needs
That you won't let show
You just call on me brother
When you
but it finally caught up with me
Tell me how can I run from something that I can't see?
Oh, that little bitty teeny weeny thing they call
yeah
You go down and you stop, boy, yeah
Always runnin' from the cops, boy
Yeah
Call it rap, call it pop, boy, yeah (call it rap, call it pop, boy)
Heaven calls, heaven calls, heaven calls to me
Heaven calls, heaven calls, heaven calls to me
Heaven calls, heaven calls, heaven calls to me
Heaven
Back Door Santa Lyrics
They call me the Back Door Santa
I make my runs about the break of day
They call me the Back Door Santa
I make my runs about
You're bound to fall for the bugle call;
You're gonna brag 'bout the Bugle Call Rag.
Thin or fat, young or old;
Shake their shoulders bold.
Call it magic, call it true
I call it magic when I'm with you
And I just got broken, broken into two
Still, I call it magic when I'm next to you
You're bound to fall for the bugle call;
You're gonna brag 'bout the Bugle Call Rag.
Thin or fat, young or old;
Shake their shoulders bold.
and everybody's dancing
How many nights I've missed, yeah I've lost count
Haven't seen your faces in a while
I should call my friends
I should call my friends
away Joe
Stay away Joe they call me
Stay away Joe oh yeah!
But if you need me call me
Hoop and a holler and I'll be there
Ho!
Who keeps turnin'
the Living Word
Jesus, Jesus! (That's what we call you) That's what we call you
(You were born in a Manger) Manger born, but on a tree
You died to save
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