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don't get in my way 'cause I'm a mean old Fiend know C know & P know see loc We make music for the thugs and the bangers and the bitches. Fuck you R&
short order cook, and not too much to look at And he traded in his foot, for a medal in the war He loved a girl named Lila, in a bar across the highway And
ve got the softest hands You make me feel, I've got more than any man And if you give the time honey, I'll love you more Than anyone you've ever loved
woman wants love, a woman gets love And its for sure she's gonna find it before the sun comes up Girls can get it, they pick and choose Girls can get
(R. Byrne/T. Brasfield) Lately when you love me it seems so cut and dried And baby I get lonely when I'm laying' by your side If you need a fantasy to
some magic and she shook a little sand, she made a million dollars and she put it in his hand Then she giggled and she wiggled and she said hey hey,
come on and have another round And if we're headin' for the bottom we still got a long way down" On the way to the bottom we make a lot of stops And
have found We can't kiss and make up, make love and take up Somewhere where we left off, somewhere where we've been Cause love ain't the question and love
home Honey baby, we'll laugh and sing, we'll make love and let the telephone ring Ring, ring, doorbell ring, Baby come on in, I got sweet music on the
This is an S.O.S. for love Can you get here fast enough Please won't somebody save me This is an S.O.S. tonight And only love can save my life Oh won
make you sad 'Cause it's only love you're running from That didn't hurt too bad now did it I'm gonna handle you like a baby I'm gonna love you like you
she knows how And I've never loved a lady, like the one I'm holding now She's younger and prettier, than anyone I've known The kind of a lady, that makes
make some coffee and a talk" I didn't say "The motorway is such a long and lonely, endless walk" I said "Goodbye, good luck and God bless you", then she walked away And
and me is all I'm living for I know now it was better living free and being poor Than just sitting here with all my tears behind these walls and doors And
lady when she cries And when she cries she makes you wanna run And chase the sun and bring it back To brighten up a corner of her dark and troubled skies
a little sunshine but you don't make the day These shoes that I own somebody else'll wear 'em And the road that I'll walk someone will walk again And the loves