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Kim Simmonds-Chrysalis Music Ltd. Standing by the highway. Looking for a ride. Standing by the highway. Looking for a ride Sad out on the streets you know. The only friend the blues by my side
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CHEEK, SO SOFT AND CLOSE TO MINE. DIVINE HOW MY HEART IS SINGIN'. WHILE THE BAND IS SWINGIN'. NEVER TIRED OF ROMPIN'. AND STOMPIN' WITH YOU, AT THE SAVOY WHAT JOY, A PERFECT HOLIDAY. SAVOY, WHERE WE
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, so soft and close to mine, divine How my heart is singin'. While the band is swingin'. Never tired of rompin'. Stompin' with you at the Savoy What joy, a perfect holiday. Savoy, where we can glide
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TASTE AND TRY SAVOY BROWN My mother told me. When I was young. Many people try. To con you son. You got to seperate. The truth from the lies. You got to taste and try. Before you buy The army
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cheek so soft and close to mine, divine How my heart is singing. While the band is swinging. Never tired of romping. And stomping with you at the Savoy What joy, a perfect holiday. Savoy, where we can
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cheek so soft and close to mine, divine. . How my heart is singing. While the band is swinging. I'm never tired of romping. And stomping with you at the Savoy. What joy, a perfect holiday. Savoy
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cheek so soft and close to mine, divine. . How my heart is singing. While the band is swinging. I'm never tired of romping. And stomping with you at the Savoy. What joy, a perfect holiday. Savoy
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cheek so soft and close to mine, divine. . How my heart is singing. While the band is swinging. I'm never tired of romping. And stomping with you at the Savoy. What joy, a perfect holiday. Savoy
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in the sand. Or sleeping in your dress blues Your wife said this all would be funny. When you came back home in a week. You'd turn twenty-two and we'd celebrate you. In a bar or a tent by the creek
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Going to Louisiana baby, behind the sun. Going to Louisiana baby, behind the sun. You know I just found out. My trouble's just begun. . I'm going to New Orleans, get me a mojo hand. I'm going to
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don't mean to much when my spirit don't feel free Yes I'm crying, I'm crying. Hey I'm crying, hey I'm crying Well the bouquet rocks my senses, and the blues they roll my mind. And I'm in a strange
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down, come on round. and listen to the band we got the blues and rhythm. good enough to eat. sound and vision. hit me with the backbeat. blues and rhythm. something for my soul. my decision. give
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(That's when I see the blues in your pretty brown eyes. ). . You say it's over now but it's easy to see. You still belong to him you're not happy with me. You can hide all your feelings until he
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cheek so soft and close to mine, divine How my heart is singing. While the band is swinging. Never tired of romping. And stomping with you at the Savoy What joy, a perfect holiday. Savoy, where we can
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