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Yeah you say it's a waste
Oh not to learn from mistakes
Yeah it's really a shame
Oh and the scars that you show
Yeah might as well be for show
Oh it means nothing to me
And I really don't know
'Cause I don't wanna know
Yeah tell me when it's over
Tell me when it's over
Oh let me know when it's done
Oh hey that's some kind of answer
Yeah but no question was posed
Ah you got a real imagination, man
And I really don't know
'Cause I don't wanna know
Yeah tell me when it's over
Tell me when it's over
Oh let me know when it's done
And I don't wanna know
And I don't wanna know
And I don't wanna know
And I don't wanna know
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Watching as the train arrives
I can't just sit as days go by
and think of you without me
Ring me up when you are down
I'll do the same when I'm in town
I'll be with you, surround me
It's happening again
I can be so selfish
Cause you're the only one
I can be myself with
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Heaven is a truck
It got stuck
On the breeze
Asked the driver nicely,
I need a lift.
I need release.
The sand in the boats,
On the rose-covered floats
She is the queen of a canceled Pasadena/California thrills
I know arks can't fly
I know the sharks, they don't have wings
But lady you need some cold advice
About a few things
Loosen my dress
Tie me up just like all the rest
She is the queen of a canceled (passive?) Pasadena/California thrills
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Sunny (Bobby Hebb cover)
01:44
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Sunny
Yesterday my life was filled with rain
Sunny
You smiled at me and really eased the pain
Now the dark days are gone, and the bright days are here
My sunny one shines so sincere
Sunny one so true, I love you
Sunny
Thank you for the sunshine bouquet
Sunny
Thank you for the love you brought my way
You gave to me your all and all
And now I feel ten feet tall
Sunny one so true, I love you
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Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing and in my head I make a picture
'Cos since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over, stop making a fool of me
Won't you come on over, Valerie?
Did you have to go to jail, put your house on up for sale, did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn't catch a tan, I hope you find the right man who'll fix it for you
Are you shopping anywhere, changed the colour of your hair, are you busy?
And did you have to pay the fine you were dodging all the time are you still dizzy?
Since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over, stop making a fool of me
Won't you come on over, Valerie?
Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water
And I think of all the things that you do, and in my head I make a picture.
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(These are mostly a guess)
I don't mind your touch, I don't mind at all
That's just something that happens, it's nobody's fault
Cause people lose interest in each other
and I can't even see why they bother
You can keep your interest somewhere where it'll stay
You can keep your interest locked away in the bank
Why choose friendship when you can choose a career?
It's a great way to measure yourself from year to year.
Cause people lose interest in each other
and I can't ever see why they bother
You can keep your interest somewhere where it'll stay
You can keep your interest locked away in the bank
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I went for you in military times and, then, I waited well into the 2300s.
I made my way through the Union Street design kids.
They were alright.
They were on fire.
They harbored an elementary desire to do good works.
I bought 'em all, I bought 'em all!
I made donations to The Plague, and The Fall and The Old Grey Mare in her stall!
Endangered Ape, a couple years in Solitary never really hurt anyone.
Distinguished colleagues, dead music-writers' brides - I apologize.
They were alright.
They were on fire.
They harbored an elementary desire to do good works.
I bought 'em all, I bought 'em all!
I made donations to The Plague, and The Fall and The Old Grey Mare in her stall.
I don't know, I guess I'm doing alright.
Tabitha takes another stab at becoming light.
She never wants to go.
Always want to stay.
Ride towards the dawn, Quicksilver on the side of nothing.
Never had a chance.
Never had to choose Your Blood versus Your Blues.
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