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Red red wine, weh give me whole heap of zing
Whole heap of zing, make me do my own thing
Red red wine, you really know how to love
Your kind of lovin' like a blessing from above
Red red wine, I loved you right from the start
Right from the start, and with all of my heart
Red red wine inna eighties style
Red red wine inna modern beat style

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I remember standing on the corner at midnight
Trying to get my courage up
There was this long lovely dancer in a little club downtown
I loved to watch her do her stuff
Through the long lonely nights she filled my sleep
Her body softly swaying to that smoky beat
Down on main street

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Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
But a-what can a poor boy do
'Cept to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man, no

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2 hours ago, SinceThe70s said:

Jane says, "I'm done with Sergio,
He treats me like a ragdoll"
She hides the television
Says, "I don't owe him nothing, but if he comes back again
Tell him to wait right here for me or,
Try again tomorrow I'm gonna kick tomorrow"

Rag Doll livin' in a movie
Hot tramp Daddy's little cutie
You're so fine they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door,

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There's a light, a certain kind of light
That never shone on me
I want my life to be
Lived with you, lived with you


There's a way, everybody say
To do each and every little thing
But what does it bring
If I ain't got you, ain't got, hey

 

Babe, you don't know what it's like
Baby, you don't know what it's like
To love somebody, to love somebody
The way I love you

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Two, one, two, three, four
 
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
 
Oh do I love you with all my heart
I do, I do now, yes I do
 
Do I want you to stay by my side
I do, I do now, yes I do
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Mamas' don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas' don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love

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"...Take me home
Take me home and leave me there
Think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby
Feel free to listen
Feel free to stare
Rockabye baby
In the tree top
When the wind blows
Cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall
And down will come baby
Cradle and all
Maybe I'll live my whole life
Just getting by
Maybe I'll be discovered
Maybe I'll be colonized
You could try to train me like a pet
You could try to teach me to behave
But I'll tell you, if I haven't learned it yet
I ain't gonna sit
I ain't gonna stay
Take me home
Take me home and leave me there
Think I'm going to cry, I don't know why
Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby
Feel free to listen
Feel free to stare..."

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Melinda was mine
'Til the time that I found her
Holding Jim, loving him
Then Sue came along, loved me strong
That's what I thought
Me and Sue, but that died too

 

Don't know that I will
But until I can find me
The girl who'll stay
And won't play games behind me
I'll be what I am
A solitary man, solitary man

Edited by Bill from NYC
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Saturday night, gotta gig with the band
Playing the electric guitar
Someday I'm gonna make it
Gonna be a super-duper-star
Get a big flashy car
And a house for my Ma
The big break better happen soon
'Cause I'm pushing twenty-one

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Bye bye baby (Bye, bye baby)
Write, if you think of it maybe
Know I love you (Know I love you)
Go, if it means that much to you

Hey, but you can run baby
If the feeling's wrong before too long it's crazy
And you're trapped babe, and you know that's not where it's at babe
You're just seein' things through a cat's eye, baby
That's not my, old lady

Come on and tell me baby
You better tell me baby
Who do you
Who do you love?
Edited by Bill from NYC
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