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Six o'clock already I was just in the middle of a dream I was kissing valentino by crystal blue Italian stream But I can't be late Cause then I guess I just won't get paid These are the days when you wish your bed was already made It's just another manic monday I wish it was sunday Cause that's my funday My I don't have to runday It's just another manic Monday Have to catch an early train Got to be to work by nine And if I had an airplane Still couldn't make it on time Cause it takes me so long Just to figure out what I'm gonna wear Blame it on the train But the boss is already there It's just another manic Monday I wish it was sunday Cause that's my funday My I don't have to runday It's just another manic Monday All my nights Why did my lover have to pick last night to get down Last night Last night Doesn't it matter That I have to feed the both of us employment's down He tells me in his bedroom voice C'mon honey let's go make some noise Time it goes so fast When you're having fun It's just another manic Monday I wish it was sunday Cause that's my funday My I don't have to runday It's just another manic Monday I wish it was sunday Cause that's my funday It's just another manic Monday |
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| 3:03 |
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Oooh, oh I've sleepless nights Toss and turn wake up burning For what you inspire So I'm gonna walk right down Your street Whit a love that I can't hide I've got one thing on my mind, yeah I'll even sacrifice my pride 'Cause I want you? oooh, oh how I wish you would be mine My pulse is weak, I'm blushing brighter Than a Valentine 'Cause I've been walking down your street With a love that I can't hide I've got one thing on my mind, yeah I'll even sacrifice my pride 'Cause I can't stop The way I feel So I keep walking on 'Cause I want you? |
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| 3. |
| 3:12 | 
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| 4. |
| 3:51 |
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If she knew what she wants (He'd be giving it to her) If she knew what she needs (He could give her that too) If she knew what she wants (But he can't see through her) If she knew what she wants He'd be giving it to her Giving it to her But she wants everything (He can pretend to give her everything) Or there's nothing she wants (She don't want to sort it out) He's crazy for this girl (But she don't know what she's looking for) If she knew what she wants He'd giving it to her Giving it to her I'd say her values are corrupted But she's open to change Then one day she's satisfied And the next I'll find her crying And it's nothing she can explain Some have style That they work hard to refine But she won't understand Why anyone Would have to try To walk a line when they could fly No sense thinking I could rehabilitate her When she's fine, fine, fine She's got so many ideas Traveling around in her head She doesn't need nothing from mine |
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| 3:58 |
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Close you eyes, give me your hand, darling Do you feel my heart beating Do you understand Do you feel the same Am I only dreaming Is this burning an eternal flame I believe it's meant to be, darling I watch you when you are sleeping You belong with me Do you feel the same Am I only dreaming Or is this burning an eternal flame Say my name-sun shines Through the rain A whole life so lonely And then you come and ease the pain I don't want to lose this feeling |
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| 6. |
| 2:14 |
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| 7. |
| 4:46 |
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| 8. |
| 3:25 |
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| 9. |
| 3:22 |
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| 10. |
| 3:01 |
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| 11. |
| 3:03 |
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| 12. |
| 3:30 |
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| 13. |
| 2:55 |
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| 14. |
| 2:47 |
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Time, time, time See what's become of me... Time, time, time See what's become of me While I looked around For my possibilities I was so hard to please Look around Leaves are brown And the sky Is a Hazy Shade of Winter Hear the Salvation Army Band Down by the riverside It's bound to be a better ride Than what you've got planned Carry a cup in your hand Look around Leaves are brown And the sky Is a Hazy Shade of Winter Hang onto your hopes my friend That's an easy thing to say But if your hopes should pass away Simply pretend That you can build them again Look around Grass is high Fields are ripe It's the springtime of my life Seasons change with their scenery Weaving time in a tapestry Won't you stop and remember me Look around Leaves are brown And the sky Is a Hazy Shade of Winter Look around Leaves are brown There's a patch of snow on the ground Look around Leaves are brown There's a patch of snow on the ground Look around Leaves are brown There's a patch of snow on the ground |
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| 3:21 |
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