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When you walked into the room
There was voodoo in the vibes I was captured by your style But I could not catch your eyes Now I stand here helplessly Hoping you'll get into me I am so into you I can't think of nothing else I am so into you I can't think of nothing else Thinking how it's going to be Whenever I get you next to me It's gonna be good, dont you know From your head to your toe Gonna love you all over, over and over Me into you, you into me, me into you I am so into you I am so into you, ooh When you walked into the room There was voodoo in the vibes I was captured by your style But I could not catch your eyes Now I stand here helplessly Hoping you'll get into me I am so into you I can't get to nothing else I am so into you baby I can't get to nothing else No no no come on baby I am so into you Love the things you do Listen baby Driving me crazy, oooh Come on baby, oo-ooh I am so into you Love the things you do Come on baby I am so into you (x3) |
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| 2. |
| 3:36 | 
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| 3. |
| 4:35 |
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| 4. |
| 3:22 |
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Don't let your troubles make you cry
Don't waste a moment wonderin why When everything goes wrong You have to go on And do it or die Do it or die now Stand your ground Don't let your bad breaks go gettin you down Even when times get rough And you've had enough You still gotta try Do it no matter what the people say They don't even know you Die before you let them stand in your way You should know that life is a gamble all along Winners are losers who keep rollin on So go on and roll the dice You only live twice So do it or die |
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| 5. |
| 5:04 |
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| 6. |
| 5:36 |
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Imaginary lovers never turn you down
When all the others turn you away, they're around It's my private pleasure, midnight fantasy Someone to share my wildest dreams with me Imaginary lover, you're mine anytime Imaginary lovers, oh yeah When ordinary lovers don't feel what you feel And real life situations lose their thrill Imagination's unreal Imaginary lover, imaginary lover You're mine anytime Imaginary lovers never disagree They always care They're always there when You need satisfaction guaranteed Imaginary lover, imaginary lover You're mine all the time My imaginary lover You're mine anytime |
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| 4:58 |
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In the cool of the evening
When everything is gettin kind of groovy I call you up and ask you if you Would you like to go with me and see a movie First you say no, you've got some plans for the night And then you stop, and say, all right Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little girl like you You always keep me guessin I never seem to know what you are thinkin And if a fella looks at you It's for sure your little eye will be a-winkin I get confused, cause I don't know where I stand And then you smile, and hold my hand Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little girl like you Spooky Spooky If you decide someday to stop this little game that you are playin I'm gonna tell you all what my heart's been a-dyin to be sayin Just like a ghost, you've been a-hauntin my dreams So I'll propose on Halloween Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little girl like you Spooky, spooky, oh whoa, all right Spooky, oh yea yea I said Spooky yea yea |
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| 3:38 |
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(CHORUS)
Doraville, touch of country in the city Doraville, it ain't much, but it's home Friends of mine say I oughta move to New York New York's fine, but it ain't Doraville Every night, I make a living making music And that's all right to folks in Doraville Yeah, hey hey Ooh, hot time in Dixie, hey It's funky but i'ts pretty Sweet Georgia Yeah, hey hey Ooh, hot time in Dixie, hey Come on down and visit, you'll dig it Red clay hills, rednecks drinking wine on Sunday Behind their field getting down in Doraville (CHORUS) It's all right It's all right Doraville Doraville, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right Doraville Doraville |
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| 9. |
| 5:22 |
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Livin' out of a suitcase
Sleepin' in hotel rooms Rental cars and airport bars And dog day afternoons My occupation is a picker And music is my game Sometimes it makes me crazy But I would not change a thing So lay down a back beat Crank up your trusty Gibson Let's give it everything we got just one more time Lovin' the life we're livin' Playin' that Georgia rhythm Nothin' else ever made me feel so fine Four o'clock in the morning Waitin' for a plane We passed around the bottle, Lord And we don't feel no pain Life out here on the highway Has its ups and downs But last night the Georgia rhythm Tore up another town So lay down a back beat Crank up your trusty Gibson, it's alright Let's give it everything we got just one more time One more time Lovin' the life we're livin' Playin' that Georgia rhythm Nothin' else ever made me feel this fine, yeah Alright Rising above the madness Homeward bound again To normal ways and lazy days And old familiar friends Some conversation with my lady Some love long overdue God knows I hate to leave her But I got a job to do So lay down a back beat Crank up your trusty Gibson, son Let's give it everything we got just one more time Lovin' the life we're livin' Playin' that Georgia rhythm Makin' music, movin' on down the line One more time Lay down a back beat Crank up your trusty Gibson Let's give it everything we got just one more time, one more time Lovin' the life we're livin' Playin' that Georgia rhythm Nothin' else ever made me feel this fine Give it everything we got just one more time |
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| 10. |
| 4:01 |
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In the dawning of the social revolution
In an age when "do you your thing" was never done I met a woman like I'd never known A girl with a mind of her own She spoke freely She began to talk about a new horizon She said "come with me babe, we shall overcome" She said "excuse me while I kiss the sky You see, some folks were going to die I was born to run" She was a free spirit A gypsy with an angel's wings She was a free spirit The answer to a dreamer's dreams I still dream about the first time we were lovers And I can't forget how beautiful it was (yes it was) It wasn't guilty and it wasn't a shame It wasn't something that you've got to explain No, it was free love She was a free spirit A gypsy with an angel's wings She was a free spirit The answer to a dreamer's dreams A free spirit She was a woman way ahead of her time She had vision when the world was blind Liberty She was a free spirit A gypsy with an angel's wings She was a free spirit The answer to all my dreams |
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| 11. |
| 3:38 |
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Paper fans in sweaty hands
Shooing flies away Reflections on a porch A shelter from the scorch When dog days came around Babies squalled as August crawled Past old folks in the shade The weather vane was stuck And white oak creek would drop When dog days came around The dog days were scorchers Southern torture But we found an answer to the plight It was a dog day's night Evening brings a front porch scene But time to rest your bones And pray you won't be here Come this time next year When dog old days come along The dog days were scorchers Southern torture But we found an answer to the plight It was a dog day's night The dog days were scorchers Southern torture But we found an answer to the plight It was a dog day's night Oh, yeah, more dog days oh, yeah |
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| 12. |
| 4:44 |
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