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need you yes I do. I really really do. I want you to you know I do. I truly truly do. Darling please come back. Let's begin anew. We'll walk hand-in-hand. Like we used to do. Take away the rain
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need you yes I do. I really really do. I want you to you know I do. I truly truly do. Darling please come back. Let's begin anew. We'll walk hand-in-hand. Like we used to do. Take away the rain
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Irish and smoked with the hippies. Moved with the shakers. Wouldn't kiss all the asses that they told me to. . No I, I could never follow. No I, I could never follow. . It's been two long years now
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Irish and smoked with the hippies. Moved with the shakers. Wouldn't kiss all the asses that they told me to. . No I, I could never follow. No I, I could never follow. . It's been two long years now
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rabbits running in a ditch. The hippies out to make it rich Oh no. Must be the season of the witch. Must be the season of the witch. Must be the season of the witch. Must be the season of the witch
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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love songs while we got had. The hippies sold out traded pot for coke. Moved to the 'burbs/found god in a vote. . But I believe in something here on earth. Just dance like you're disappointed in the
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the hippies. Yea we're small town famous, our names in graffiti. Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti. Yea we're small town famous, our names in graffiti. Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti. Yea long live the kings
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old buddies. Destroy, kill all hippies. Anarchy! Disco sucks. Subvert normality. . You got the money, I got the soul. You got the money, I got the soul. You got the money, I got the soul. Can't
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. I'll feed you quarters if you feed my soul. Somewhere between americana and rock and roll. I could lose a day or two with the hippies out west. Or my Cajuns in the bayou. A sonset on Mobile. With
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alone. Cause we'll all stick. Together and you can take that to the bank. That's the cowboys and the hippies and the rebels. And the yanks. You just go and lay your hand on a. Pittsburgh Steeler fan
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material girls. And even students vote for actors. Then they tell you it's a safer world And all the hippies work for IBM. Or take control. Of faster ways to sell you food. That isn't really whole I
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material girls. And even students vote for actors. Then they tell you it's a safer world. And all the hippies work for ibm or take control. Of faster ways to sell you food that isn't really whole. I
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entertained Sitting on a crowded coach, staring at the stereo. Watching all the hippies through the haze. From gentle soul to sad and stoned 'cause no one wants to be alone. But you know you can't always
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' up shake,. Makin tea, brownies, cookies,. Serving all the hippies. Nickel sacks. Bet, hit me Dixie boy. Smoker's toy. Paraphonilia, you enjoy. Grow it pack it then deploy. Summertime job, come
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Song Longhaired Redneck - David Allan Coe. Country DJs knows that I'm an outlaw. They'd never come to see me in this dive. Where bikers stare at cowboys who are laughing at the hippies. Who are
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buddies destroy, kill all hippies Anarchy, disco sucks. Subvert normality You got the money, I got the soul. You got the money, I got the soul. You got the money, I got the soul. Can't be bought, can't
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buddies destroy, kill all hippies Anarchy, disco sucks. Subvert normality You got the money, I got the soul. You got the money, I got the soul. You got the money, I got the soul. Can't be bought, can't
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& howard kaylan. Lord, have mercy on the hippies and faggots. And the dykes and the weird little children they grow. Help the black man. Help the poor man. Help the milk man. Help the door man. Help
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& howard kaylan. Lord, have mercy on the hippies and faggots. And the dykes and the weird little children they grow. Help the black man. Help the poor man. Help the milk man. Help the door man. Help
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. We don't need no hairy headed hippies. Scarin' decent folks like you and me, no siree Oh, so thank your lucky stars, you've got protection. Walk the line and never mind the cost. And don't wonder
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