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When I kiss you
I feel a thousand different feelings
A cover of chills
All over my body
And when I feel them
I quickly try to decide which one
I should try to put into words, woah oh
Try to put into words

 

Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh

Only the beginning
Only just the start

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In the beginning
I believed every word that you said
Now that you're gone
My world is in shreds

 

Oh, you loved me and left me
You took all the things that I needed so bad
I'm standin' here wondering
Where is the love that I had

 

Give me silver, blue and gold
The color of the sky, I'm told
My rainbow is overdue

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Yellow is the color of my true love's hair
In the mornin', when we rise
In the mornin', when we rise
That's the time, that's the time
I love the best

Blue's the color of the sky
In the mornin', when we rise
In the mornin', when we rise
That's the time, that's the time
I love the best

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Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
Want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you?

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Hold on to your friends
Hold on to your friends
Resist - or move on
Be mad, be rash
Smoke and explode
Sell all of your clothes
Just bear in mind:
Oh, there just might come a time
When you need some friends

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She said, "My breasts, they will always be open
Baby, you can rest your weary head right on me
And there will always be a space in my parking lot
When you need a little coke and sympathy"

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Well, this job I've got is just a little too hard,
Running out of money, Lord, I need more pay.
Gonna wake up in the morning Lord, gonna pack my bags,
I'm gonna beat it on down the line.

 

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What would you think if I sang out of tune?
Would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key

 

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends

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Well, I used to be a folk singer
Keeping managers alive
When you saw me on a corner and told me I was jive
So I unlocked your mind, you know
To see what I could see
If you guarantee the postage I'll mail you back the key
Well, I woke up in the morning
With an arrow through my nose
There was an Indian in the corner
Tryin' on my clothes

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So much younger than today
(I never need) I never needed anybody's help in any way
(Now) but now these days are gone (these days are gone)
I'm not so self assured
(And now I find) now I find I've changed my mind
And opened up the doors

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All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don't you know?
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
They're falling down like a domino

All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
(Whey oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh)
Walk like an Egyptian

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There is no political solution
To our troubled evolution
Have no faith in constitution
There is no bloody revolution

 

We are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world
Are spirits in the material world

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Take away your companies
Take away your societies and go
Get me off this backwards ride
Take away your fictitious books

 

See the woman standing in the door
World gone by again and again
See the blisters growing on your feet
Pushed on, pushed on

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They had a last supper the day of the beaching
She's a dead ship sailing skeleton crew
The galley is empty, the stove pots are cooling
What's left of the stew?

The time is approaching, the captain moves over
The hangman steps in to do what he's paid for
With the wind down the tide, she goes proud ahead, steaming
And he drives her hard into the shore

So far from the Clyde
Together we ride, we did ride

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I'm sailing away
Set an open course for the virgin sea
'Cause I've got to be free
Free to face the life that's ahead of me

 

On board, I'm the captain
So climb aboard
We'll search for tomorrow
On every shore
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try
To carry on

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2 hours ago, Bill from NYC said:

One morning I woke up and I knew
You were really gone
A new day, a new way, and new eyes
To see the dawn.
Go your way, I'll go mine and
Carry on

Well, I woke up Sunday morning

With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt

And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad

So I had one more for dessert

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