The return of the Lyric Association Thread
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Got to do me gently, well it's feets don't fail me now
Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now
Don't the sunrise look so pretty
Never such a sight
Like a rollin' into New York City
With the skyline in the morning light
Roll right through the night
Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now
Don't the sunrise look so pretty
Never such a sight
Like a rollin' into New York City
With the skyline in the morning light
Roll right through the night
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Pretty woman, walkin' down the street
Pretty woman the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could look as good as you, mercy
Pretty woman the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could look as good as you, mercy
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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In memory of ChiefScott
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i’m a-walkin’ in the rain
tears are fallin’ and i feel the pain
wishin’ you were here by me
to end this misery
and i wonder
i wa-wa-wa-wa-wonder
why
ah-why-why-why-why-why she ran away
and i wonder where she will stay
my little runaway, run-run-run-run-runaway
tears are fallin’ and i feel the pain
wishin’ you were here by me
to end this misery
and i wonder
i wa-wa-wa-wa-wonder
why
ah-why-why-why-why-why she ran away
and i wonder where she will stay
my little runaway, run-run-run-run-runaway
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Been walkin' all mornin', went walkin' all night
I can't see much difference between the dark and light
And I feel the wind and I taste the rain
Never in my mind to cause so much pain
I can't see much difference between the dark and light
And I feel the wind and I taste the rain
Never in my mind to cause so much pain
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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In memory of ChiefScott
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I'm heading southbound
'Cause things will never be the same
'Cause I'm moving on down
And now you're not to blame
'Cause things will never be the same
'Cause I'm moving on down
And now you're not to blame
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I heard a pistol shoot
Yeah and it was a .44
Somebody killed a crap shooter cause he didn't
Shake, rattle, and roll
Hey hey hey hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Killin' for their whisky, wine, and gin
Yeah and it was a .44
Somebody killed a crap shooter cause he didn't
Shake, rattle, and roll
Hey hey hey hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Killin' for their whisky, wine, and gin
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Big Jim's been drinking whiskey
And playing poker on a losing night
And pretty soon, Ol' Jim starts a-thinkin'
Somebody been cheatin' and lyin'
So Big Jim commence to fighting
I wouldn't tell you no lie
Big Jim done pulled his pistol
Shot his friend right between the eyes
And playing poker on a losing night
And pretty soon, Ol' Jim starts a-thinkin'
Somebody been cheatin' and lyin'
So Big Jim commence to fighting
I wouldn't tell you no lie
Big Jim done pulled his pistol
Shot his friend right between the eyes
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Well the fat’s in the fire and the water’s in the tank
The whiskey’s in the jar and the money’s in the bank
I tried to love and protect you because I cared
I’m gonna remember forever the joy that we shared
Looking at you and I’m on my bended knee
You have no idea what you do to me
I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
The whiskey’s in the jar and the money’s in the bank
I tried to love and protect you because I cared
I’m gonna remember forever the joy that we shared
Looking at you and I’m on my bended knee
You have no idea what you do to me
I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
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Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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Remember the day I set you free
I told you, you could always count on me, girl
And from that day on I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me some way, some how
'Cause baby, there ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, baby
I told you, you could always count on me, girl
And from that day on I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me some way, some how
'Cause baby, there ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, baby
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There's colors on the street
Red, white and blue
People shufflin' their feet
People sleepin' in their shoes
But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead
There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead
Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them
So I try to forget it any way I can
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Red, white and blue
People shufflin' their feet
People sleepin' in their shoes
But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead
There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead
Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them
So I try to forget it any way I can
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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In memory of ChiefScott
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I wanna lot out of life, but I know my limitations
Guess I want a lot of things and got my inclinations
Got my feet on the ground, and I'm standing on my own
I don't need no one
I don't need no one
Guess I want a lot of things and got my inclinations
Got my feet on the ground, and I'm standing on my own
I don't need no one
I don't need no one
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I don't need no doctor
'Cause I know what's ailing me
I don't need no doctor
'Cause I know what's ailing me
I've been too long away from my baby, yeah
I'm coming down with a misery
'Cause I know what's ailing me
I don't need no doctor
'Cause I know what's ailing me
I've been too long away from my baby, yeah
I'm coming down with a misery
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Doctor Doctor, gimme the news
I got a bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I got a bad case of lovin' you
I got a bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill
I got a bad case of lovin' you
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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In memory of ChiefScott
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Dr. Filth, he keeps his world inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients, they're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser, she's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards that read, "Have Mercy on His Soul"
They all play on the penny whistles, you can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row
But all his sexless patients, they're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser, she's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards that read, "Have Mercy on His Soul"
They all play on the penny whistles, you can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row
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Here's a story about a sinner
He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position
But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements
And his selfish wife's fanatical ambition
It turned him to the booze
And he got mixed up with a floosie
And she led him to a life of indecision
The floosie made him spend his dough
She left him lying on Skid Row
A drunken lag at some Salvation Army Mission
He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position
But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements
And his selfish wife's fanatical ambition
It turned him to the booze
And he got mixed up with a floosie
And she led him to a life of indecision
The floosie made him spend his dough
She left him lying on Skid Row
A drunken lag at some Salvation Army Mission
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Some folks would be happy just to have one dream come true
But everything you gather is just more that you can lose.
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain,
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain,
But everything you gather is just more that you can lose.
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain,
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain,
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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In memory of ChiefScott
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Now if I lose,
Let me lose.
I don't care
How much I lose.
If I lose a hundred dollars,
While I'm tryin' to win a dime,
My baby, she got money all the time.
Let me lose.
I don't care
How much I lose.
If I lose a hundred dollars,
While I'm tryin' to win a dime,
My baby, she got money all the time.
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When I hold her in my arms
You know she sets my soul on fire
Ooh, when my baby kisses me
My heart becomes filled with desire
You know she sets my soul on fire
Ooh, when my baby kisses me
My heart becomes filled with desire
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Tell you, pretty baby
You love to mess me 'roun'
I'm gonna give you lovin', baby
Gonna move you outta town
Bring it on home, bring it on home
You love to mess me 'roun'
I'm gonna give you lovin', baby
Gonna move you outta town
Bring it on home, bring it on home