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She's a devil in disguise you can see it in her eyes
She's telling dirty lies she's a devil in disguise in disguise Now a woman like that all she does is hate you She doesn't know what makes a man a man She'll talk about the times that she's been with you She'll speak your HREF to everyone she can She's a devil in disguise you can see it in her eyes She's telling dirty lies she's a devil in disguise in disguise Unhappiness has been her close companion Her world is full of jealousy and doubt It gets her off to see a person crying She's just the kind that you can't do without She's a devil in disguise you can see it in her eyes She's telling dirty lies she's a devil in disguise in disguise Her number always turns up in your pocket Whenever you are looking for a dime It's all right to call her but I'll bet you The moon is full and your just wasting time |
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| 2. |
| 4:11 |
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This old town is filled with sin
It will swallow you in If you've got some money to burn Take it home right away You've got three years to pay But Satan is waiting his turn The scientists say It will all wash away But we don't believe any more Cause we've got our recruits And our green mohair suits So please show your I.D. at the door This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house It seems like this whole town's insane On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain A friend came around Tried to clean up this town His ideas made some people mad But he trusted his crowd So he spoke right out loud And they lost the best friend they had This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house It seems like this whole town's insane On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain |
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| 3:56 |
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Take me to heart and I'll always love you
And nobody else could make me do wrong Take me for granted and I'll tag right along Makes will power weak and temptation strong A woman's only human this you must understand She's not just a play thing she expects love just like a man So if you want to do right all day woman You gotta be a do right all night man They say that's it's a man's world But you can't prove that by me But as long as we're together baby You better show some respect for me So if you want to do right all day woman You gotta be a do right all night man You gotta be a do right all night man You gotta be a do right all night man You gotta be a do right all night man |
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| 3:58 |
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At the dark end of the street
that is where we always meet hiding in shadows where we don't belong living in darkness, to hide alone You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know a time has gonna take it's toll we have to pay for the love we stole It's a sin and we know it's wrong Oh, our love keeps going on strong Steal away to the dark end of the street You and me They gonna find us, they gonna find us They gonna find us love someday You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me When the daylight all goes around And by chance we're both down the town Please meet, just walk, walk on by Oh, darling, please don't you cry You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me |
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| 2:37 |
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A letter came today from my draft board
With trembling hands I read the questionare It asked me lots of things about my mamma and poppa Now that ain't what I call exactly fair So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border Vancouver may be my kind of town Cause they don't need the kind of law and order That tends to keep a good man underground A sad old soldier once told me a story About a battlefield that he was on He said a man should never fight for glory He must know what is right and what is wrong So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border Vancouver may be my kind of town That tends to keep a good man underground Now I don't know how much I owe my uncle But I suspect it's more than I can pay He'sa sking me to sign a three year contract I guess I'll catch the first bus out today So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border Vancouver may be my kind of town Cause they don't need the kind of law and order That tends to keep a good man underground |
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| 3:04 |
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We've all got wheels to take ourselves away
We've got the telephones to say what we can't say We all got higher and higher every day Come on wheels take this boy away We're not afraid to ride We're not afraid to die come on wheels take me home today So come on wheels take this boy away And when I feel my time is almost up And destiny is in my right hand I'll turn to him who made my faith so strong Come on wheels make this boy a man We're not afraid to ride We're not afraid to die come on wheels take me home today So come on wheels take this boy away Come on wheels take this boy away |
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| 2:31 |
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No affection were the words that stuck on my mind
When she walked out on me for the very last time Oh mamma sweet mamma can you tell me what to say I don't know what I've done to be treated this way In a cold dirty room that's where I found myself With a bottle of wine and some pills off the shelf Oh mamma sweet mamma can you tell me what to say I don't know what I've done and I'm feeling so ashamed Then an angel appeared she was just 17 In a dirty old town with a conscious so clean Oh mamma sweet mamma can you tell me what to say She's brought back the life that I once threw away |
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| 3:19 |
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| 2:09 |
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Do you know how it feels to be loneso
When there's just no one left who really cares Did you ever try to smile at some people And all they ever seem to do is stare And you remember how it feels to be cold again When the happiness of love has gone away And you never want to go out on the street again And you only seem to live from day to day Do you know how it feels to be lonesome When there's just no one left who really cares Did you ever try to smile at some people And all they ever seem to do is stare And all they ever seem to do is stare |
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| 4:55 |
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I was walking down the street the other day
A sight came before my eyes It was a little hippie boy I must have been twice his size His appearance typed his strange breed Gaudy clothes, long stringy hair hanging down I'd seen perhaps a thousand In my early trips to town As he walked on beside me on down the block I noticed no unpleasing smell. He might have been on the weed or even LSD But if he was I couldn't tell... So we walked together that way through this neighborhood. Finally he turned around to me And he said "friend we're a million miles apart But you know something? We can enjoy the sunshine and the weather. So why don't we put our differences aside And just talk to each other? You see this box beneath my arm? To you it's plain, it has no charm But to someone dearest to my heart This box has played a tragic part This little one can't tell you himself About his life and how he died. But if anyone else could speak for him, I guess I'm qualified. This boy was in Chicago he didn't know why he was there. He was with his family and friends and he didn't really care. You might have been one of those who saw The struggle there on your television screen The tragic thing is so much else happened That no one else could have seen. A stranger handed this boy a dollar To do a simple chore To carry a package to a nearby hotel. And when he returned he'd get two more But when he came back he sort of lost his way walking through the crowd. One of them things you ask yourself, How the Lord allowed But when he was found he was like he is now,dreaming sweet and still. And in his little hand was a crumpled dollar bill. Now you can take that dollar Get four cents on it, compound it quarterly at any downtown bank. So they can back some hot new tank or atom bomb. Well, what I'm going to tell you now, you can stay or you can leave. You kind of listened to my story so far but just one more thing... It's the same for any hippie, bum or hillbilly out on the street. Just remember this little boy and never carry more than you can eat." Now could you help us sing this song, please There will be peace in the valley for him now we pray. I will think of the little hippie boy that way. |
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