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from William Hut - Road Star Doolittle (2003)
You've been my guide for so long
I've built my dreams around you Call my love and tell her I've been away for so long Call How long Does it take to pass away? I've built my dreams around you If this is your reception I can hardly see you Call How long doesn't it take? You've been my guide for so long I've built my dreams around you Call my love and tell her I've been away for so long Call How long If this is my reward And this is my last chord You were my guide for so long I'm not wrapped in mystery I'm just sad I'm just sad |
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from William Hut - Road Star Doolittle (2003)
Guys like you can always hurt my feelings
I've been working on this And if I belong, then I'm strong And if I belong, then I'm strong It hurts to smile, it seems like A senseless morning It's hard to fall, when it's all over you It's hard to fall, when it's all over you It's hard to fall, when it's all over you I heard your message, played it twice Gonna make it happen and give them lies Guys like you can always hurt my feelings I've been working on this And if I belong, then I'm strong And if I belong, then I'm strong And if I belong, then I'm strong |
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from William Hut - Road Star Doolittle (2003)
This is my remote control
This is my fist full of gold I've seen them pass away I've seen them pass away Keep, keep this stolen Keep, keep this stolen Silence This is my kick-out Haven't done that for years Let me go, but hold your arms Hold your arms around me I'm safe, safe when I'm sleeping I'm safe, safe when I'm sleeping Give me a better view Give me a better view Give me a better view Give me a better view Let me go, but hold your arms Hold your arms around me I'm safe, safe when I'm sleeping |
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from William Hut - Road Star Doolittle (2003)
You have made a decision
You can give food supplies And you can conquer my inside outside A perfect, beautiful story I don't care, I don't care Too many guys around here I don't care, I don't care Too many guys around here I have been waiting A stupid thing to say It's me and a girl without a name I do believe, but you frighten me I don't care, I don't care Too many guys around here I don't care, I don't care Too many guys around here Tired eyelashes Perfect tired Stupid morning I don't care, I don't care Too many guys around here I don't care, I don't care Too many guys around here Tired eyelashes Perfect tired Stupid morning Stupid morning (stupid morning) Stupid morning (stupid morning) Stupid morning (stupid morning) |
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from William Hut - Road Star Doolittle (2003)
Sue me, I deserve it
I have been unfaithful It's my endless way of dreaming Talk about a victim I've seen the flowers I've seen the flowers I have murdered you I used to be different I've seen the flowers I've seen the flowers I've seen the flowers I've seen the flowers There is no story About this anymore I've seen the flowers (There is no story) I've seen the flowers (About this anymore) There is no story About this anymore There is no story About this anymore There is no story (I've seen the flowers) About this anymore (I've seen the flowers) |
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from William Hut - Road Star Doolittle (2003)
Pull the rug under me
And you set me free Walk around and feel the floor Who could ask for more Pull away, pull away It could rain all day In the house with the hard wood floors A little sad, a little strong Put a raincoat on Dance around loneliness Be a silvery mess It's okay, be afraid Could be fun that way In the house with the hard wood floors Wall to wall, back to back Sure the fools we'll act Push me down, I don't care I'm as light as air Turn around, take the floor Twirl around some more Pull away, pull away Lighten up, bright as day As to pull away Pull away, pull away It could rain all day All alone in the house I prefer this way In the house with the hard wood floors Wood floors, wood floors Wood floors, wood floors La da da... |
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from William Hut - Road Star Doolittle (2003)
I'm wide open
I'm closer to you Try not to waste it Try not to waste it I know that nothing of this Make sense to you Try not to waste it Try not to waste it |
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