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| 3:29 | 
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You live your life in the songs you hear
On the rock and roll radio And when a young girl doesn't have any friends That's a really nice place to go Folks hoping you'd turn out cool But they had to take you out of school You're a little touched, you know Angie baby Lovers appear in your room each night And they whirl you across the floor But they always seem to fade away When your daddy taps on your door Angie girl, are you alright? Tell the radio goodnight All alone once more Angie baby Angie baby You're a special lady Living in a world of make believe Well, maybe Stopping at her house is a neighbor boy With evil on his mind 'Cause he's been peeking in Angie's room At the night through her window blind I see your folks have gone away Would you dance with me today I'll show you how to have a good time Angie baby (Angie baby, Angie baby) When he walks in her room He feels confused Like he walked into a play And the music's so loud It spins him around 'Til his soul has lost its way And as she turns the volume down He's getting smaller with the sound It seems to pull him off the ground Toward the radio he's bound Never to be found The headlines read that a boy disappeared And everyone thinks he died 'Cept a crazy girl with a secret lover Who keeps her satisfied It's so nice to be insane No one asks you to explain Radio by your side Angie baby Angie baby You're a special lady Living in a world of make believe Well, maybe Well, maybe (Angie baby, Angie baby) Well, maybe (Angie baby, Angie baby) (Angie baby, Angie baby) (Angie baby, Angie baby) |
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| 2. |
| 3:12 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:40 |
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| 4. |
| 3:48 |
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| 5. |
| 3:19 |
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| 6. |
| 4:10 |
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Lonely women are the desperate kind
And I am hanging at the end of a line Losing hope when the call doesn't come It's a feeling I choose over feeling none Ah, then you stumble in And I am tumblin' back where it begins 'Cause you can spread my wings And send a thousand dreams To flood a million streams with emotion And you can fill my nights Oh, and blow out all my lights 'Til I see nothing right by emotion My emotion I'm running out of ways of makin' you care As hard as I try you know it just isn't fair For all I give, I'm only getting old When I think I'm finally back in control Ah, then you stumble in And I am tumblin' back where it begins 'Cause you can spread my wings And send a thousand dreams To flood a million streams with emotion And you can fill my nights Oh, and blow out all my lights 'Til I see nothing right by emotion And you can spread my wings And send a thousand dreams And flood a million streams with emotion And you can fill my nights Oh, and blow out all my lights 'Til I see nothing right by emotion |
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| 7. |
| 2:46 |
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| 8. |
| 3:30 |
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| 9. |
| 2:22 |
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| 10. |
| 3:04 |
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