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Song Fragments - Psyched Up Janis. Fragments. The sullen sun. illuminates my sadness. Red and late. the sun hanging out. Oh, what a fragrant summer. I picked up everything with sensitive eyes. And
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Song Vanity . Singer Psyched Up Janis. I think I'll sledge with you Shade. I know this vanity well. And we'll seek lodging out there. Let's leave this cabin yeah!. We hid in the desert yeah!. I guess
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Song I Died In My Teens . Singer Psyched Up Janis. So we say you. We can't find you. I died in my teens. I died in my teens. . And if you bring. Your closest friend. And if you die. And if
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love is pain. I said it might be true for you, honey. But not for Janis no more, no no no no. All I've ever got to do is call out that man's name Yeah and I got m-my baby, Lord, yeah. Yes I got my
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love is pain. I said it might be true for you, honey. But not for Janis no more, no no no no. All I've ever got to do is call out that man's name Yeah and I got m-my baby, Lord, yeah. Yes I got my
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was another chick on the second floor, right. And I couldn't understand, I couldn't understand, I kept thinking, Janis, why are you doing wrong suddenly ? Well I so decided to get up one morning, ha ha
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was another chick on the second floor, right. And I couldn't understand, I couldn't understand, I kept thinking, Janis, why are you doing wrong suddenly ? Well I so decided to get up one morning, ha ha
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was another chick on the second floor, right. And I couldn't understand, I couldn't understand, I kept thinking, Janis, why are you doing wrong suddenly ? Well I so decided to get up one morning, ha ha
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Am I on ? ok. . Hello, john, this is janis,. Who'd just like to wish you a very happy birthday and. Happy trails to you until we meet again. Happy trails to you, keep smiling until then. Happy
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-my-my-my-man now. My-my-my-my-my-my-my-man. Every morning I realize, whoa babe every night. Said now, every morning I realize,. I said, "janis, you know it ain't right". Comin' home, babe,. Yeah
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!. Whoa, call me mean or call me evil. I've been called much of some things, all things around,. Yeah, but I'm gonna take good care of Janis, yeah,. Honey, ain't no one gonna dog me down. Alright, yeah.
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!. Whoa, call me mean or call me evil. I've been called much of some things, all things around,. Yeah, but I'm gonna take good care of Janis, yeah,. Honey, ain't no one gonna dog me down. Alright, yeah.
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Great, great broad, miss janis joplin, please!. . If there's something you need,. Hon that you've never, ever, ever had. And I know you've never had it. Oh, honey, don't you just sit there
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Mercedes Benz. Artist Janis Joplin. Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?. My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends. Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,. So Lord
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Mercedes Benz. Artist Janis Joplin. Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?. My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends. Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,. So Lord
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love is pain. I said it might be true for you, honey. But not for Janis no more, no no no no. All I've ever got to do is call out that man's name Yeah and I got m-my baby, Lord, yeah. Yes I got my
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love is pain. I said it might be true for you, honey. But not for Janis no more, no no no no. All I've ever got to do is call out that man's name Yeah and I got m-my baby, Lord, yeah. Yes I got my
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love is pain. I said it might be true for you, honey. But not for Janis no more, no no no no. All I've ever got to do is call out that man's name Yeah and I got m-my baby, Lord, yeah. Yes I got my
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Summertime,. And the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin'. And the cotton is high Oh, Your daddy's rich. And your mamma's good lookin'. So hush little baby. Don't you cry One of these mornings. You
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And you measure for wealth by the things you can hold. And you measure for love by the sweet things you're told. And you live in the past or a dream that you're in. And your selfishness is your car
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Maybe, what if I could pray and I try dear. You might come back home, home to me. Maybe, whoa, if I could ever hold you under the hand. Ooh, you might understand Maybe, maybe. Maybe, maybe Maybe,
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Summertime,. And the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin'. And the cotton is high Oh, Your daddy's rich. And your mamma's good lookin'. So hush little baby. Don't you cry One of these mornings. You
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Maybe, what if I could pray and I try dear. You might come back home, home to me. Maybe, whoa, if I could ever hold you under the hand. Ooh, you might understand Maybe, maybe. Maybe, maybe Maybe,
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