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I ain't lookin' to compete with you
Beat or cheat or mistreat you Simplify you, pacify you Deny, defy, or crucify you All I really want to do Is baby be friends with you No, I ain't lookin' to fight with you Frighten you or uptighten you Drag you down or bring you down Chain you down or bring you down All I really want to do Is baby be friends with you I don't want to fake you out Take or shake or forsake you out I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me See like me or be like me I don't want to meet your kin Make you spin or do you in Or select you or dissect you Or inspect you or reject you All I really want to do Is baby be friends with you Baby be friends with you Baby be friends with you |
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To everything - turn, turn, turn There is a season - turn, turn, turn And a time for every purpose under heaven A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap A time to kill, a time to heal A time to laugh, a time to weep To everything - turn, turn, turn There is a season - turn, turn, turn And a time for every purpose under heaven A time to build up, a time to break down A time to dance, a time to mourn A time to cast away stones A time to gather stones together To everything - turn, turn, turn There is a season - turn, turn, turn And a time for every purpose under heaven A time of war, a time of peace A time of love, a time of hate A time you may embrace A time to refrain from embracing To everything - turn, turn, turn There is a season - turn, turn, turn And a time for every purpose under heaven A time to gain, a time to lose A time to rend, a time to sew A time to love, a time to hate A time of peace, I swear it's not too late! |
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He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine His killing had no purpose No reason, or rhyme He was a friend of mine He was in Dallas town He was in Dallas town Form a sixth floor window A gunner shot him down He died in Dallas town He never knew my name He never knew my name Though I never met him I knew him just the same Oh, he was a friend of mine |
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Eight miles high
And when you touch down You'll find that it's stranger than known Signs in the street That say where you're going Are somewhere just being their own Nowhere is There warmth to be found Among those afraid of losing their ground Rain-gray town Known for its sound In places, small faces unbound Round the squares Huddled in storms Some laughing, some just shapeless forms Sidewalk scenes And black limousines Some living, some standing alone |
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Every time I see you smile, come to me, don't be long Let me tell you how my heart goes wild. Please let me love you and it won't be wrong Every time you're in my arms, come to me , don't be long You know that I'll never do you no harm Please let me love you and it won't be wrong Chorus: Let me love you and then you'll see, come to me, come to me Let me show you once and we'll be free Please let me love you and it won't be wrong repeat first verse repeat chorus |
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