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Jimmy Wilson had a glass eye, I could see it. And he stuttered sometimes. And he needed a girl friend night times. Didn't know how to go about it. Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson. . All
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See the soul singer in the session band. Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone stand. Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan. For the soul singer in the session band A red carpet
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Jimmy Wilson had a glass eye, I could see it. And he stuttered sometimes. And he needed a girl friend night times. Didn't know how to go about it. Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson. . All
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Wilson. Chorus. Hey girl, How you doin'. My name is Charile, last name Wilson. I was wonderin' if I could take you out. Show you a good time, invite you to my house. Here is my number, girl you can
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Time 258 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap. Producer brian wilson/russ titelman. Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m recording studios. Brian wilson/eugene landy I
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BILL WHEN ARE YOU COMING BACK. 1970 Jobete Music Corporation. Written by Pam Sawyer. As performed by The Supremes from the Motown Lp RIGHT ON Every morning waiting for the mailman to come. But
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I believe you Mr. Wilson. I believe the things you say. And I'm always thinking of you. When I hear your music play And you know it's true. That Wales is not like California in any way. And
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Bài hát Therapy Session - NF. Verse 1. Yeah, I gotta say like a month ago. I was talking to fans. And one of 'em pulled me aside and said. "We never met, but I swear that you know who I am. I've been
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Don't mess with Bill. Don't mess with Bill. Don't mess with Bill. Don't mess with Bill Now I know he's the guy who put tears in my eyes. A thousand times or more. Oh, but ev'rytime he would
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Well, the whole town listened to the radio. For the Smiling Bill McCall Show. Everyone in Nashville. Was listenin' to Bill I don't want to be layin' in bed. When they pronounce me dead He'd stand
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Well, the whole town listened to the radio. For the Smiling Bill McCall Show. Everyone in Nashville. Was listenin' to Bill I don't want to be layin' in bed. When they pronounce me dead He'd stand
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wouldn't care. We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives, ride round pickin' up clues. We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, 'raise em on rhythm and blues Lord it'd be great to find a place we could escape
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name is Charlie, last name Wilson. I was wonderin' if I could take you out. Show you a good time, invite you to my house. Here is my number, girl you can call me. And don't forget it baby, the name
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Song Kentucky Waltz - Bill Monroe. We were waltzin' that night in Kentucky. 'Neath the beautiful harvest moon. And I was the boy that was lucky. But it all ended too soon. As I sit here alone in
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I've got a lot of blues on my mind. And at least a million miles behind me. And all that I've got between me and pauper's hill. Is a wrinkled, crinkled, wadded dollar bill Lake Michigan wind sure
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Song Counting Stars (iTunes Session) - OneRepublic. Lately, I've been. I've been losing sleep. Dreaming about . the things that we could be. But baby, I've been. I've been praying hard. Sitting, no
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Won't you come home, Bill Bailey, won't you come home?. I moan the whole night long. I'll do the cookin', honey, I'll pay the rent. I know that I've done you wrong Remember that rainy eve that I
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Lainey Wilson. I hit rock and dropped the shovel. Clawed my way out past the rubble. Do my best, stay outta trouble, heaven knows. Sometimes, the picture, it ain't perfect. But there's learnin' in the
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lunch of processed ham. I'm waiting for the meter man An' everyday when he gets the train. Looks out the window and he thinks in vain. If I could only be that boy again. Take it away Bill He could be
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Song Lovely Day - Bill Withers. When I wake up in the morning, love. And the sunlight hurts my eyes. And something without warning, love. Bears heavy on my mind Then I look at you. And the
