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shoulder, I don't lack
Hit 'em with a crowbar, I don't scrap
Even when I'm sober, I'm so gassed
Say you ride but there's no car and no mash (what you
walk into the room
Ba dum, ba dum (hey), ba dum, ba dum
And it's not that I can't play ball hard
It's just that I don't want to
And the more I think
been a long long wait,
And you've caught your fingers, in the Pearly Gates,
You'd better leave your number, and we'll call you,
You know your
it's warm in your arms
We stop, all snow-blind, may not be true
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you
Well, you'll have to excuse me, I know
and we'll do us
And our money should always say "In God We Trust"
So if you think like that, then you one of us
If not then move on and leave us alone
on the stage like me
The first beats she makes will be 'Snowman Remix'
She can make beats like me
And when I play 'Stormy Weather' she gets mad
Put
all alone
Curled up with machines
Now it seems youâ??re slipping
Out to the land of the ravine
Just take a closer look
Take a closer look
We've just played fifteen minutes of commercial free music
Of course you're listening to WRMS FM
And we play nothing but De La Slow music
We're
You keep telling me
Don't hang around
While you play around
With the clowns
That you've found
It ain't right
Now and then I get tired
Well, I love the way you walk
With your skin tight stride,
You got my eyes wide open
An' my loose tongue tied
A French kiss mouth
An' a smile so
comes
Twiddle my fingers and I twiddle my thumb
'Cause I ain't gonna quit 'til my work is all done
I'm a high society skid row bum
Well on my way
you around
He may just be right
Why, is he so in love with you
Why, don't he find something else to do
Well, it ain't what he loves you for
And it
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
So with my big blue collar on,
I set out to find the easy way. What an
Ice cold bath it was when I found you had to pay to play.
To taste
You're doing it every night, you play with my emotions
Before we go on fighting let's get one thing straight
Is it going to be him or me--You know
BRAND ON MY HEART
(Hank Snow)
« © '50 Hill & Range Songs »
My troubled old heart dear is beating with pain
You've gone and I know I'm the one
thing
I told him I loved him
So he thought I'd roll over and play dead
He was god's gift to hypocrisy
With weak knees and a big fat head
She says
laugh and turn away?
You're a hesitating beauty, Nora Lee
Well I know that you are itching to get married
Nora Lee
And I know I am twitching for
What can you do to amuse me
Now that there's nothing to do
The TV set's busted and can't get a picture
The radio plays nothing but news
Why
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
You can't do that
You can't do that, you can't do that
Well, let's talk about my love life
It used to be so free
If I saw something I wanted
I
me
Oh don't leave
Hanging with friends like we used to do
I didn't know anything was wrong
And last night while I was thinking it through
Trying
feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world
big with the scope under the winter jacket i use the winter tactics and i know u try'n to play the role but bullets the wrong shit to inneract wit i
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