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Midnight, on the water. I saw the ocean's daughter. Walking through the burnin' rain. Happy just to know her name And I can't get it out of my head. No, I can't get it out of my head. Now my whol
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Hey, hey, hey When you look you see right through me. Cut the rope, I fell to my knees. Born and broken every single time Always keep me under finger. That's the spot where you run to me. Might se
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Time feels like I've been back in jail. Like when I was doing time or in the can. Spend all night on bended knee. Just to beg for something to believe Left home with a pack of clothes without a fam
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Wasted all all a disgrace. Rearranged the pretty messes. Pray on your abandoned knee. To * up pleasures To the king with kingdom rights. Underneath tonight, tonight. You would rather spite your f
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Come on closer, won't you tell me what you got?. Wait a minute girl, you're something that you're not. Big cities screaming, driving feathers to and fro. Brass in pocket, thought you hit it when yo
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Got a feelin', feelin' in your eyes. Got a fever, fever, fever in your thighs. In your thighs Mary, Mary, Mary by my side. Got a time and love, the kind you cannot buy. Cannot buy Black boots, str
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She's the one with lips like candy, candy. Like a dog, well, I'm a comin' runnin'. She got eyes that burn right through me, through me. She told me her name, calls herself Candy, Candy Can't burn h
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She's all that I see and all that I breathe. Take a breath and hold her in as the shadows whispering. I can hear the laughter, knowing what they're after. And while she flies beside me, a man with
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Can't rise from the bottom. Time flies when you got it. Your time has receded, wasted. Could and should have been, didn't I've given up my hand for a brother. I've given up a hand for free. I've
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You, you got the skills. You got the pills, you're gettin' older. You got the weight of all that's left you on your shoulder. But the world still waits for you, throw yourself right through it You
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At school the teacher saw the talent in your eyes. So pleased to meet ya, she looks so pretty, so unsatisfied. Underneath the bleachers head, the kid and Mrs. Jones. His favorite teacher do it, ju
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