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| 1. |
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Lonely girls, lonely girls Lonely girls, lonely girls Heavy blankets, heavy blankets, heavy blankets Cover lonely girls Sweet sad songs, sweet sad songs, sweet sad songs, Sung by lonely girls ( ) Pretty hairdos, pretty hairdos, pretty hairdos Worn by lonely girls Sparkly rhinestones, sparkly rhinestones, sparkly rhinestones Shine on lonely girls ( ) I oughta know, I oughta know, I oughta know About lonely girls ( ) |
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| 2. |
| 3:16 |
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Til they lay down the law,
and lock up your heart, Gonna have to steal your love Some laws should, be broken from the start, Gonna have to steal your love You ain't about, To give it up for no one, Gonna have to steal your love I don't need a knife, I don't need a gun, I know how to steal your love I don't want your drugs, I don't want your money, I just want to steal your love I want you to squeeze me, and call me honey, I Just want to steal your love Give me your strong hand, Go away with me, I'm gon' hav' ta steal your love C'mon and let me kiss you, and set you free, I'm gon' hav' ta steal your love I'm gon' hav' ta steal your love I'm gon' hav' ta steal your love |
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| 3. |
| 3:14 |
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I envy the wind
That whispers in your ear That howls through the winter That freezes your fingers That moves through your hair And cracks your lips And chills you to the bone I envy the wind I envy the rain That falls on your face That wets your eyelash |
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| 4. |
| 3:53 |
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Go find a jukebox and see what a quarter will do
I don't wanna talk I just wanna go back to blue Feed's me when I'm hungry and quenches my thirst Loves me when I'm lonely and thinks of me first Blue is the color of night When the red sun Disappears from t |
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| 5. |
| 5:30 |
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Once in awhile we might pass on the street
We nod we smile and we shuffle our feet Making small talk standing face to face Hands in our pockets cause we feel so out of place Our paths may cross again in some crowded bar We feel a little lost cause we've |
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| 6. |
| 5:27 |
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Can't put the rain back in the sky
Once it falls down Please don't cry Rain turns the dirt into mud Warm and messy Like your love Can't force the river upstream When it goes south Know what I mean? Nothin' will make me take you back Are you down babe |
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| 7. |
| 5:52 |
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Baby, sweet baby, you're my drug
Come on and let me taste your stuff Baby, sweet baby, bring me your gift What surprise you gonna hit me with Refrain: I am waiting here for more I am waiting by your door I am waiting on your back steps I am waiting in my car I am waiting at this bar I am waiting for your essence Baby, sweet baby, whisper my name Shoot your love into my vein Baby, sweet baby, kiss me hard Make me wonder who's in charge ( ) Baby, sweet baby, I wanna feel your breath Even though you like to flirt with death Baby, sweet baby, can't get enough Please come find me and help me get f-----d upYour essence Your essence |
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| 8. |
| 3:43 |
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Just to sit and talk
The way we used to do It just breaks my heart That I can't get close to you If our eyes should meet Somewhere down the road Will you stop and be sweet Or will you just walk on I thought things would stay the same I thought things we |
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| 9. |
| 4:17 |
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I would risk the serpent's bite
I would dance around with seven I would kiss the diamond back If I knew it would get me to heaven 'Cause I want to get right with God Yes, you know you got to get right with God I would burn the soles of my feet Burn the palms of both my hands If I could learn and be complete If I could walk righteously again I would sleep on a bed of nails 'Till my back was torn and bleeding In the deep darkness of Hell The Damascus of my meeting I asked God about his plan To save us all from Satan's slaughter If I give up one of my lambs Will you take me as one of your daughters? |
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| 10. |
| 5:53 |
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I had to go back to that house one more time
To see if Camellias were in bloom For so many reasons it's been on my mind The house on Belmont Avenue Built up on cinderblocks off of the ground What with the rain and the soft swampy land By the sweet honeysuckle that grew all around Were switches when we were bad I took a bus to Baton Rouge....etc., All the front rooms were kept closed off I never liked to go in there much Sometimes the doors they'd be locked 'Cause there were precious things I couldn't touch The company couch covered in plastic Little books about being saved The dining room table nobody ate at And the piano nobody played There was this beautiful lamp I always loved A seashore was painted on the shade It would turn around when you switched on the bulb And gently rock the waves The driveway was covered with tiny white seashells A fig tree stood in the backyard there are other things I remember, as well But to tell them would be just too hard Ghosts in the wind that blow through my life Follow me wherever I go I'll never be free from these chains inside Hidden deep down in my soul |
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| 11. |
| 5:41 |
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Wear your anger well inside
for all the world to see A heave cloak a one glove tan And no humility You stand inside the garden And feast on black cherries And swallow the mana from heaven and spit out the seeds You spread your anger and sharp edge knife C |
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