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| 1. |
| 3:21 | 
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Oh little girl, all mine
Hey, you sure are fine I'm gonna take you home That's where you belong Cause you were born to discover You're made to love the good things Yes, you were Oh little girl, so fine I'm goin' to make you mine Reach out my hand I know you understand Cause you were born to discover You're made to love the good things Yes, you were Let me hear you say i, I love you Let me hear you say i, I love you Let me hear you say i, I love you Let me hear you say i, I love you Cause you were born to discover You're made to love the good things Yes, you were Come on Let me hear you say i, I love you Let me hear you say i, I love you Let me hear you say i, I love you Let me hear you say i, I love you Cause you were born to discover You're made to love the good things Yes, you were Come on Iii, whoa, yes |
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| 2. |
| 3:39 |
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If you need me on a monday and it's rainin'
You go down 'bout tuesday afternoon You'll be powerless and squirming by wednesday You know you can't get enough too soon You won't know what kind of change I may play You won't know, you won't know, you won't know You won't care what your friends may say Cause you're just a passin' fancy in a midnite dream You begin to worry on a wednesday When you're temperature's goin' down slow You call the doctor on friday But he says they don't even wanna know Black magic's got a spell on you Black magic's gonna do you in Black magic got a spell on you With black magic, you know you just can't win When you feel my grip gettin' stronger And there ain't a thing you can do And you can't hold out much longer I'll have your soul before I'm through You won't know what kind of change I may throw You won't care, you won't care, you won't care You won't care what your friends, they may say Cause you're just a passin' fancy in my midnite dream When you feel my grip gettin' stronger And there ain't a thing you can do And you can't hold out much longer You know your rectifying time is due If you feel your liver shiver And you know that I'm gonna mess with you And your soul begins to quiver There won't be any mercy for you when I'm through, baby |
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| 3. |
| 2:27 |
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Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round
Turn you 'round, turn you 'round Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round Turn you 'round, turn you 'round Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't you let the policeman turn you 'round Turn you 'round, turn you 'round Well don't let the policeman turn you 'round You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't let the politician turn you 'round Slow you down, slow you down Well don't let the politician slow you down You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't you let the army general burn the world Burn the world, burn the world Well don't let the army general burn this world You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round Turn you 'round, turn you 'round Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land |
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| 4. |
| 8:06 |
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Inside her silver house, alone
She sings a song Of water turned to sand She waits, her time is her own Inside her looking glass Black is the color she sees While waiting for the sun She lives, so patiently Young man travelling along Passes by a window Singing a song Feel the wind blow As my blood flows Through the shadows Of my soul, today See the rainbows As my love grows My heart knows What my mind won't say The living is easy I'm born to be free The living is easy There's no reason to explain Sitting in her sitting room, patiently She waits for a change, suddenly Oh, the changes come Hearing a song, her blood begins to flow She no longer is alone Lying in her sitting room, silently He touches her hand, joyfully And so love has begun With joy in her heart She receives his flowing soul And love grows And it grows And it grows Inside her purple house Oh lord, filled by her man A child begins to grow Oh lord, who can understand |
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| 5. |
| 4:21 |
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Motherless children have a hard time
When their mother is gone Motherless children have a hard time When their mother is gone Motherless children have a very hard time All the weepin', all that cryin' Motherless children have a hard time When their mother is gone People say a sister will do When the mother is gone People say a sister will do When the mother is gone People say a sister will do She'll get married, turn her back on you Motherless children have a hard time When their mother is gone Father do the best he can When the mother is gone Father do the best he can When the mother is gone Father do the best he can But there's so many things he just don't understand Motherless children have a hard time When their mother is gone I was lookin' for some place to plead my case And I'm standing here all alone I was framed, the times they have change And I don't know where I'm goin' Motherless children have a hard time All that weepin', all that cryin' Motherless children have a hard time When their mother is gone |
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| 6. |
| 2:54 |
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Spoken: the last wombat in mecca. take 1.
There's some things I can't find Some are better left alone There are few things I won't find Some are better left alone Like that bulldog in the bathroom Like that wombat on the phone As I float in my leer jet Without a sling shot or a shield As I hang in my leer jet Without a shotgun or a shield Hey, a flying saucer wobbled past With a bulldog at the wheel Yeah Can you give us a description Said the air force on the phone Can you certify you've seen this Said the air force on the phone No, but here's his passport And his teeth mark's on the phone If I take a long vacation And nail my bulldog to a wall If I leave this smoggy nation And nail my bulldog to a wall If my bulldog keeps his mouth shut Will you remember me at all |
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| 7. |
| 5:19 |
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There are so many places
You have roamed So many people You have known I know many of them you loved Some are here, some are gone None of them could love you Cause I'm the only one You've been away Ohh, so long And I need you So, come on Don't you be sad Cause it won't be long I know it's been bad But you'll soon, soon be home If I couldn't just be with you Everything would be fine If I couldn't just talk to you It would ease your troubled mind I'm your love You're my woman And you waited so patiently Darling I'm waitin' here Come on, come on, come on, come on home There's so many things you got to hear Some don't, don't stay away long Don't stay away long Well, listen little girl You know I need you so I'm savin' all of my love And that's something you should know The feeling's gettin' stronger You know I can't get away I've got to be with you baby Each and every day So hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry home |
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| 8. |
| 4:46 |
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Winter's people watching
As I sail from season's four To join some crazy ladies In a game upon the shore None of them with broken wings But still refuse to fly So with sweetness on my lips I smile a last goodbye And now I spend my life On the velvet side of hell Aimlessly here searching For what I cannot tell The quietness is terrible It's more than I can stand But thousands now stand cheering As my blood flows in the sand Spoken: you're not the child You thought you were You wake up in the night And know you're blind And yet they keep on pushing Trying the insides of your mind Forever, forever arresting to control Until the emptiness of heaven welcomes your weary soul Rise up with the new dawn's early morning Feel the sunshine warm upon your face Tomorrow's come a long, long way to help you Yes, it's your saving grace Every day, every way Tomorrow, it's your saving grace Well, now got no time to worry Cause I've got no time to hurry Baby, it's your saving grace Now don't you lay those blames on me Don't you play those games on me Cause baby it's your saving grace You got to need a little lovin' Now baby it's your saving grace Hey, I feel alright Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Your saving grace Ah, hey, hey, hey Your saving grace La la la la la la la la.... Oh baby, it's your saving grace |
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