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Just an old fashioned love song playing on the radio
And wrapped around the music 
Is the sound of someone promising they'll never go


You swear you've heard it before
As it slowly rambles on
No need in bringing 'em back
'Cause they've never really gone

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Don't think me unkind
Words are hard to find
They're only cheques I've left unsigned
From the banks of chaos in my mind

 

And when their eloquence escapes me
Their logic ties me up and rapes me

 

De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
They're meaningless and all that's true

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In my mind, I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind
When I'm gone to Carolina in my mind?

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Up here in the city feels like things are closing in
The sunset's just my light bulb burning out

I miss Kentucky and I miss my family
All the sweetest winds, they blow across the south

Oh, my sweet Carolina

What compels me to go?
Oh, my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home

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Well, I was only a kid, didn't know enough to be afraid
Playing the game, but not the way the big boys played
Nothing to lose, maybe I had something to trade
The way the big wheel spins

 

Well, I was only a kid, on a holy crusade
I placed no trust in a faith that was ready-made
Take no chances on paradise delayed
So I do a slow fade

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Now is there anybody
Got a sweet little woman like mine?
There's got to be somebody
Got a, got a sweet little woman like mine

 

Yeah, now can I get a witness?
Can I get a witness?
Oh, can I get a witness?
Can I get a witness?
Can I get a witness?
Can I get a witness?

 

I'm talking, talking 'bout my baby (she's some kind of wonderful)
Talking 'bout my baby (she's some kind of wonderful)
Talking 'bout my baby (she's some kind of wonderful)

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Ooh wah, ooh wah cool, cool kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City
Ooh wah, ooh wah c'mon kitty
Tell us about the boy from New York City

 

He's kind of tall
He's really fine
Some day I hope to make him mine, all mine
And he's neat
And oh so sweet
And just the way he looked at me
He swept me off my feet
 

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I'm goin' back to New York City
I just can't wait no more for you
I got so lonely, sold what you gave me
'Cept that raincoat, the famous blue

And I don't need time to think about it
I don't let reminders get me down like before
But you know I used to know you
Back when local bars and broken hearts were home

And we were open all night long

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Da Da, ooooh
Well, my friends, the time has come
To raise the roof and have some fun
Throw away the work to be done
Let the music play on (play on, play on, play on...)
Everybody sing, everybody dance
Lose yourself in wild romance
We're going to Party, Karamu, Fiesta, forever
Come on and sing along!
We're going to Party, Karamu, Fiesta, forever
Come on and sing along!

 

All night long (all night), All night (all night)
All night long (all night), All night (all night)
All night long (all night), All night (all night)
All night long! (all night), Ooh, yeah (all night)

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Got no time for spreadin' roots
The time has come to be gone
And though our health we drank a thousand times
It's time to ramble on

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills, said
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill
I can't get enough and I can't get my fill
I shoot to thrill, play to kill

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Well you take my silver dollar, take those silver dimes,
Fix it up together in some alligator wine.


I can hear the drums, voodoo all night long,
Mister Charlie tells me I can't do nothing wrong.
Jubba jubba, wolly bully, looking high, looking low,
Gonna scare you up and shoot ya, Mister Charlie told me so.

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Come on down, I know how I'm gonna make you come clear
Don't you know it ain't no thing to be for?
So, don't take more than you need
It's something that I'll do later
Now, it's over my

It's under my voodoo

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