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getting used to the dark. Here you are. . Of all the roads that wind and curve. The shoots-you-down, some twists and turns. Somehow we found our way. Let's hold each other, fight for this. Life, you
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cones. It ain't no sin to take off your skin. And dance around in your bones Just like those bamboo babies. Down in the south sea tropic zone. It ain't no sin to take off your skin. And dance around
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Who can fly my heart like a bamboo kite. Make it twirl and gyrate just like a gyro delight. Only you can oh ho only you Who can see as far as an eagle bird. See right thru my head thru my every
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always shoots at you Believing in nothing. Makes life so boring. So let's pray for something. To feel good in the morning As far as I can tell it doesn't matter who you are. If you can believe there's
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the world?. Seagull, you must have known for a long time. The shape of things to come Now you fly, through the sky never asking why. And you fly all around 'til somebody, shoots you down, down
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Wish I were down, on some blue bayou. With a bamboo cane, stuck in the sand. But the road I'm on, don't seem to go there. So I just dream, keep on bein' the way I am Wish I enjoyed, what makes my
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tropical night was falling. And darkened our hut of bamboo. Just lit by the light of the silvery moon. I made love that first night with you. . Listen to the conga. When they play the rumba. In my
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bullet in the chamber. Sometimes love's a loaded gun. Red lights, stop and go whatcha gonna do when you play with danger. Sometimes love's a loaded gun and it shoots to kill Someday they'll put me in a
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I see double up ahead. Where the riverboat swayed beneath the sun. Is where the river runs red. Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots a dove. And frees an eagle instead. It's more or less
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Boy shoots a gun, a girl looks for fun. Runnin' wild in the Hollywood streets. Shakedown, all around, lay your dirty money down. Can't always get what you need Midnight, cool, right, die in the
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I see double up ahead. Where the riverboat swayed beneath the sun. Is where the river runs red. Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots a dove. And frees an eagle instead. It's more or less
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I see double up ahead. Where the riverboat swayed beneath the sun. Is where the river runs red. Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots a dove. And frees an eagle instead. It's more or less
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. Oooo are we gonna fly. Down in the easy chair Buy me a flute, and a gun that shoots. Tail gates and substitutes. Strap yourself to a tree with roots. You ain't going nowhere Ooooo ride me high