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or west side? My feet they howled in pain The wheels of a bandwagon cut very deep But not as deep in my mind as the rain And as they pulled away I could
You were handsome You were pretty Queen of New York City When the band finished playing They howled out for more Sinatra was swinging All
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane I would howled at my ma in the pouring rain But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas I said it's
Last night the ghosts of my old ideas Reran on channel five And it howled so spooky for its eagle soul I nearly broke down and cried But the split
Last night the ghosts of my old ideas Reran on channel five And it howled so spooky for its eagle soul I nearly broke down and cried But the split
I was born in a crossfire hurricane And I howled at my mama in the driving rain But it's alright now in fact it's a gas And it's alright, hey I'm
left their food And crept to Henry's feet. And louder howled the rising wind And burst the fastened door, And in there came a grisly ghost Stamping
landscapes men would roam Then the tribes they came to steal their fire And the wolves they howled into the night As they fought a vicious angry battle
waiting for me You were handsome You were pretty Queen of New York City When the band finished playing They howled out for more Sinatra was
I was born in a crossfire hurricane, well And I howled at my ma, at the driving rain, ooh yeah But it's alright, oh, that is a gas I said, it's all
were out of season, he said "Dallas, you're all thru." But Dallas would not leave his camp. He refused to go to town. As the wind howled throught
I was born in a crossfire hurricane, well And I howled at my ma, at the driving rain, ooh yeah But it's alright, oh, that is a gas I said, it's all
And think about all the time But me and you we've howled at A lot of full moons now And I'll admit that every now and then The thought does cross my
the drum He was in a class by himself, by gum Poor Johnny, one note Got in Aida Indeed a great chance to be brave He took his one note Howled like
the drum He was in a class by himself, by gum Poor Johnny, one note Got in Aida Indeed a great chance to be brave He took his one note Howled like
Oh! Now the dogs keep a-growlin' Round my front door And the Truth howled out from the editing floor Years went by Quarrymen came along This boy
the window And I howled at the rain And I cursed the weakness of the flesh This breath and bone, and this brute, reptilian brain What dirty tricks
I change? Cause I howled at the moon, growled at a goon On the prowl for your moolah So hide what you make, yes Five for the bitches and one for
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane And I howled at my ma in the driving rain But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's all right i'm
You were handsome You were pretty Queen of New York City When the band finished playing They howled out for more Sinatra was swinging All
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane And I howled at my ma' in the driving rain But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas But it's alright, jumpin'
road they rode Leather horsemen ridin' three wide Their metal beasts howled in the night And dark specter was their guide They came around the curve
the ghosts that howled Round the house at night Never keep you from your sleep May they all sleep tight Down in hell tonight Or wherever they may be
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane And I howled at my ma' in the driving rain But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas But it's alright, jumpin'
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