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Hey! Well my temperature's rising And my feet left the floor Crazy people knocking 'Cause they want some more Let me in baby I don't know what you got You better take it easy This place is hot And I'm So glad you made it So glad you made it You gotta Gimme some lovin' Gimme some lovin' Gimme some lovin' everyday. Hey! My head's a-spinning And I'm floating to sound Too much is happening 'Cause you're not around It's been a hard day And nothing went too good I'm gonna relax Like everybody should And I'm So glad you made it So glad you made it You gotta Gimme some lovin' Gimme some lovin' Gimme some lovin' everyday Hey! I feel so good Everything is gettin' higher You better take some time out 'Cause the place is on fire Better stop baby I have so much to do We made it, baby And it happened to you So glad you made it So glad you made it You gotta Gimme some lovin' Gimme some lovin' Gimme some lovin' everyday So glad you made it So glad you made it You gotta Gimme some lovin' Gimme some lovin' Gimme some lovin' everyday |
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| 2:44 | 
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| 3. |
| 2:58 |
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| 4:14 |
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Well you think you had a good time With the boy that you just met Kicking sand from beach to beach Your clothes all soaking wet But if you look around and see A shadow on the run Don't be too surprised if its just a paper sun Ahh Paper Sun, Ahh Paper Sun In the room where you've been sleeping All your clothes all thrown about Cigarettes burn window sills Your meter's all run out But then again its nothing You just split when day is done Pitching lips to nowhere, hung up on the paper sun Standing in the cool of my room Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume Too much sun will burn! When you're feeling tired and lonely You see people going home You can't make the train fare Or the six pence for the phone And icicles your crying From your cheek have just begun Dont be sad, good times are had Beneath the paper sun Daylight breaks while you sleep on the sand A seagull is stealing the ring from your hand The boy who had given you so much fun Has left you so cold in the paper sun |
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| 5:37 |
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Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar Make it snappy You are the one who can make us all laugh But doing that you break out in tears Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had We wouldn't have known you all these years |
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| 4:21 |
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Well you think you had a good time With the boy that you just met Kicking sand from beach to beach Your clothes all soaking wet But if you look around and see A shadow on the run Don't be too surprised if its just a paper sun Ahh Paper Sun, Ahh Paper Sun In the room where you've been sleeping All your clothes all thrown about Cigarettes burn window sills Your meter's all run out But then again its nothing You just split when day is done Pitching lips to nowhere, hung up on the paper sun Standing in the cool of my room Fresh cut flowers give me sweet perfume Too much sun will burn! When you're feeling tired and lonely You see people going home You can't make the train fare Or the six pence for the phone And icicles your crying From your cheek have just begun Dont be sad, good times are had Beneath the paper sun Daylight breaks while you sleep on the sand A seagull is stealing the ring from your hand The boy who had given you so much fun Has left you so cold in the paper sun |
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| 3:16 |
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| 8. |
| 8:50 |
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It's already written that today will be one to remember The feeling is the same as being outside of the law Had to cry today Well I saw your sign and I missed you there I'm taking the chance to see the wind in your eyes While I listen You say you can't reach me but you want every word to be free Had to cry today Well I saw your sign and I missed you there And I missed you there Its already written that today will be one to remember The feeling is the same as being outside of the law Had to cry today Well I saw your sign and I missed you there I'm taking the chance to see the wind in your eyes While I listen You say you can't reach me but you want every word to be free Had to cry today Well I saw your sign and I missed you there Had to cry today ( repeated five times ) |
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| 9. |
| 3:17 |
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| 10. |
| 6:23 |
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There were Three Men came out of the West, Their fortunes for to try. And these Three Men made a solemn Vow, John Barleycorn must die. They've plowed, They've sown, They've harrowed him in, Thrown clods upon his head. And these Three Men made a solemn Vow, John Barleycorn was dead. They've let him lie for a very long time, 'Til the rains from Heaven did fall. And little Sir John sprung up his head, And so amazed Them all. They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day, 'Til he looked both pale and wan. And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard, And so become a man. They've hired men with their scythes so sharp, To cut him off at the knees. They've rolled him and tied him by the waist, Serving him most barb'rously. They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks, Who pricked him to the Heart. And the Loader, he has served him worse than that, For he's bound him to the cart. They've wheeled him around and around a field, 'Til They came unto a barn. And there They made a solemn Oath, On poor John Barleycorn. They've hired men with their crab-tree sticks, To cord him skin from bone,. And the Miller, he has served him worse than that, For he's ground him between two stones. And little Sir John and the nutbrown bowl, And his brandy in the glass. And little Sir John and the nutbrown bowl, Proved the strongest man at last. The Huntsman, he can't hunt the fox Nor so loudly to blow his horn. And the Tinker, he can't mend kettle nor pots, Without a little barleycorn. |
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| 4:35 |
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Found someone who can comfort me But there are always exceptions And she's good at appearing sane But I just want you to know She's the one makes me feel so good When everything is against me Picks me up when I'm feeling bad So I got something to show Staring at empty pages Centered 'round the same old fire Staring at empty pages Burning along the edges Often lost and forgotten The ?weakness? and the mud I've been thinking I'm working too hard But I got something to show |
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| 12. |
| 11:43 |
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| 13. |
| 3:37 |
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Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well Call all my reindeer to graze here, call all my grain to grow Then together we flow like the river Then together we melt like the snow Many a thought unanswered, many a tale to tell Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know Then together we flow like the river And together we melt like the snow Many a mile to freedom, many a smile to tell Ask my bluebird to sing you, from the heart of a wishing well If you should ask me to give you the reason for life that we know Then together we flow like the river Then together we melt like the snow A few more miles to go Miles to freedom |
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| 5:25 |
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Following the shadow of the skies Or are they only figments of my eyes Feeling close to when the race is run Waiting in our boats to set sail The sea of joy Once the door swings open into space I'm already waiting in disguise Or is it just a thorn between my eyes Waiting in our boats to set sail The sea of joy Having trouble coming through This concrete blocks my view |
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