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On the tip of my tongue. An offensive is poised and rearing. My intention a bullet. My body a trigger finger Yeah, my pen is a Pistola. I don't need to fear, fear you. Yeah, my pen is a Pistola
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pistola. . Caminas por la calle. De lejos ves a tu novia. Te acercas para encontrarla. Descubres que no esta sola. Al extra? O acompa? Ante tu solo le dices. ? Hola! Si usted tiene alg? N problema
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a man in the front row. Sent down by the mob with a gun. For 'Kid Gloves', 'Kid Gloves', I'm back out on the street. 'Kid Gloves', the master to the beat. 'Kid Gloves', I'll do anything but dive
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Intro. (You gotta get yourself together, kid). (Da-da-da). Chorus. You gotta get yourself together, kid. You got to keep it together. Yeah, pull your trousers up, you're hosin' it. You gotta get
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, your voices rough. Then you learn the lesson. That it's cool to be so tough Handle with kid gloves. Handle with kid gloves. Then you learn the lessons. Taught in school won't be enough Put on your
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, your voices rough. Then you learn the lesson. That it's cool to be so tough Handle with kid gloves. Handle with kid gloves. Then you learn the lessons. Taught in school won't be enough Put on your
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He had eyes of the poor wild and hungry. Stood outside of the store shy and clumsy. Saw an electric guitar he got hooked from the start. That's what it did. To the back street kid It's a
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What's this a-here goin all around town. The people they say they're gonna put the kid down. Oh no. Oh look at what you did. You can call it what you want to. I call it messin' with the kid
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a man in the front row. Sent down by the mob with a gun. . For 'Kid Gloves', 'Kid Gloves', I'm back out on the street. 'Kid Gloves', the master to the beat. 'Kid Gloves', I'll do anything but
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get you into something else. Better leave when to stay. Is only nothing but being alone What I wanted you to know is kid things. Seemed like nothing at all. Kid things make it better than it was
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WHEN IM A KID. When Im a kid. Ill go and play. With misty wind. Singing along,. Tapping along. Clapping away. When I a boy. Ill go back to my good old toys. Singing along,. Clapping along
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What's this a-here goin' all around town. The people they say. they're gonna put the kid down. Well hold on, oh look at what you did. You can call it what you want to,. But I call it messin
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