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All these sleepless nights I'm so tired of
I've got to find some sweet little thing to love To put my arms around and hold oh-oh so tight Well, I know I just can't last another night Call me an old hound dog on the prowl But I got to get some love somehow I'm bird doggin', yeah, I'm bird doggin' I think of all the things she'd do and say (Bird doggin') Makes me want her more and more each day (Bird doggin') Well, now all these pretty girls just don't wanna turn around Oh, just a-git it to me and I got to track a woman down (Bird doggin') Call me an old hound dog on the prowl Well, I got to get some love somehow Bird doggin', yeah, bird doggin' (Oh, let's go, guitar boy, let's give you some of it) Call me an old hound dog on the prowl But I got to get some lovin' somehow I'm bird doggin', yeah, I'm bird doggin', hey Yeah, bird doggin' I got to, got to, got to get me a woman tonight, love (Bird doggin') Yeah, I got to, got to, got to get me a woman tonight, yeah (Bird doggin', bird doggin', bird doggin') |
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I was born to be a rolling stone
Born to be a rolling stone Movin' 'round without a home Rolling stone I rented a house in Dallas About three years ago I'da still been livin' in Dallas But I heard a whistle blow And I was born to be a rolling stone Born to be a rolling stone Movin' 'round without a home Rolling stone I went over up to London I loved it, what a swingin' town Got a fast talkin' phony with a big cigar He tried to bring me down I was born to be a rolling stone Born to be a rolling stone Movin' 'round without a home Rolling stone And I was born to be a rolling stone Born to be a rolling stone Movin' 'round without a home Rolling stone |
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Well, that's my baby, right over there-ere
With the ruby red lips look and the jet black hair With the autumn of smi-i-ile and the eyes that shine If you don't see her-er-er-er-er, then you must be bli-ind You can look my friend, but you better not touch Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Everywhere we go-o-o-o, I feel oh so proud 'Cause my baby draw-aw-aws, she draws a great big crowd So we go danci-in', about-a every night I ain't got much bread loa-oa-oaf, but we make it alright 'Cause where ever we go, we go Dutch Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't-a that too much (ain't that too much) Oh, when I watch my baby da-ance I just stand there in a trance She's the cutest little gir-irl I've ever know-own Oh, when she's-a walkin' down the street Hearts are fallin' at her feet But my baby saves her love for me alone Talkin' 'bout my baby-y, she's a pretty site I'm in love with that gir-irl, with-a all my might She's so pretty, she just-a knocks me out She knows what lovi-i-i-i-in' is all abou-out She's my leanin' post, tower and my crutch Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Hit-it She's my leanin' post, tower and my crutch Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much now (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much now-ow (ain't that too much) Lord, ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) |
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I was born to be a rolling stone
Born to be a rolling stone Movin' 'round without a home Rolling stone I rented a house in Dallas About three years ago I'da still been livin' in Dallas But I heard a whistle blow And I was born to be a rolling stone Born to be a rolling stone Movin' 'round without a home Rolling stone I went over up to London I loved it, what a swingin' town Got a fast talkin' phony with a big cigar He tried to bring me down I was born to be a rolling stone Born to be a rolling stone Movin' 'round without a home Rolling stone And I was born to be a rolling stone Born to be a rolling stone Movin' 'round without a home Rolling stone |
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Well, that's my baby, right over there-ere
With the ruby red lips look and the jet black hair With the autumn of smi-i-ile and the eyes that shine If you don't see her-er-er-er-er, then you must be bli-ind You can look my friend, but you better not touch Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Everywhere we go-o-o-o, I feel oh so proud 'Cause my baby draw-aw-aws, she draws a great big crowd So we go danci-in', about-a every night I ain't got much bread loa-oa-oaf, but we make it alright 'Cause where ever we go, we go Dutch Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't-a that too much (ain't that too much) Oh, when I watch my baby da-ance I just stand there in a trance She's the cutest little gir-irl I've ever know-own Oh, when she's-a walkin' down the street Hearts are fallin' at her feet But my baby saves her love for me alone Talkin' 'bout my baby-y, she's a pretty site I'm in love with that gir-irl, with-a all my might She's so pretty, she just-a knocks me out She knows what lovi-i-i-i-in' is all abou-out She's my leanin' post, tower and my crutch Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Hit-it She's my leanin' post, tower and my crutch Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much now (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much now-ow (ain't that too much) Lord, ain't that too much (ain't that too much) Ain't that too much (ain't that too much) |
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