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Intro. Uh-huh huh huhhh. Let me tell ya now. Uh-huh. (Mmhhmmm). . Verse. When I had you to myself. I didn't want you around. Those pretty faces always make you. Stand out in a crowd. But so
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When we were tiny little boys. We use to dance, we use to sing. Before we even learned to crawl or walk As we grew up we didn't change. I guess we knew right from the start. We'd loved the spotlig
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Lookin' through the window. Lookin' through the window. Lookin' through the window. Look, look, look through the window. Lookin' through the window Lookin' through the windows. The window to your
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Show me how funky is your chicken now. Let me see you get away, get away. When the band starts kickin' now Show me how funky is your chicken now. Let me see you get away, get away. When the band s
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Mother Earth told the people. That the cold nights can be warm. Just get along with your brother. (It's the shelter from the storm) If you're standing in the sunshine. But still out in the rain.
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Dancing, dancing, dancing. Sheґs a dancing machine. Ah babe. Move it baby. . Automatic Systematic. Full of color self contained. Tuned and gentle to your vibes. . Captivating Stimulating. Sh
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There you were beautiful. The promise of love was written on your face. You led me on with untrue kisses. You had me captured in your false embrace. Quicker than I can bat an eye. Since you were
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You better get it together. Or leave it alone. If you don't want my lovin'. I'll be gone. Get up, get up, get up Get up off your high horse girl. Think what you're doin', doin'. Get up off your
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Dancing, dancing, dancing. Sheґs a dancing machine. Ah babe. Move it baby. . Automatic Systematic. Full of color self contained. Tuned and gentle to your vibes. . Captivating Stimulating. Sh
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It's your thing (It's your thing). Do what you wanna do. I can't tell you. Who to sock it to. It's your thing (It's your thing). Do what you wanna do. I can't tell you. Who to sock it to. And
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Chorus. Skywriter. Sweep your silver pen,. Across the sky So high. . Skywriter. Won't you write the biggest. I love you. Cross the sky. . She don't read the letters. I write anymore. Sorry
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Doctor my eyes have seen the years. And the slow parade of fears. Without crying now I want to understand. I have done all that I could. To see the evil and the good. Without hiding. You must he
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Nobody, no, nobody, said nobody. No, no, no, nobody like you love me like you do. You love me like you do, you love me like you. Money in the bank, money in the bank don't mean a thing. Money can'
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Santa Claus is comin' to town. Santa Claus is comin' to town. . You'd better watch out. You'd better not cry. You'd better not pout. I'm telling you why. . Santa Claus is comin' to town. Sant
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Someday at Christmas men wont be boys. Playin with bombs like kids play with toys. One Warm December our hearts will see. A world where men are free. . Someday at Christmas there'll be no wars.
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GIVE ME SOME JOYFUL JUKEBOX MUSIC. AND SOME GENUINE ALLIGATOR SHOES. GIVE ME A CHEVOLET CAR AND A HONKYTONK BAR. IT'S A RHYTHM THAT I CAN'T REFUSE GIVE ME A QUARTER FOR THAT JUKEBOX. SO I CAN PLAY
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(Who's the one that loves you, the special one who needs you). You made the odds a million to me. (No one else can love you, nobody else can need you). No more than the one whose heart you won't be
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You're the one, I've been searching for. Like a special treat, in a candy store. I sample every kind, of flavors I can find. Strawberry, butterscotch, pineapple, lemon lime. I had to shop around t
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