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from: That'd make a grown man cry
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to: That'd make a dead man rise
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from: She said now stop that jivin'
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to: She said stop that bullshit
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from: a blind man, who changed night into day
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to: a blind man, who could talk me out of my pay check
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from: Dream until your dreams come true
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to: Dream until your balls turn blue
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from: All the things you do, come back to you
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to: All the things you do MOTHERFUCKER come back to you |
to: All the things you do Little Mama come back to you
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from: Sing for the laughter sing for the years
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to: Sing for the last time you had a beer
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from: Dude looks like a lady
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to: Do the fuckin lady
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from: Or who you gonna love by your lover
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to: Or what your gonna wear by your lover
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FALLIN IN LOVE (IS HARD ON THE KNEES) |
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from: Your bad to the bone, and your girlfriend agrees
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to: Your bad to the bone, and your pussy agrees
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to: Your bad to the bone, and your bitch agrees
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from: Pretty face inside a song
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to: Pretty face inside a thong
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from: It all depends on what you think about the girls of summer
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to: It all depends on what I sink inside my girl this summer
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from: Stand on the rock that Moses done stood
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to: Stand on the rock Joe Perry done stood
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from: Me and my old lady, sittin in the shade, talkin about the money that I ain't made
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to: Me and the busboy sittin in the shade, talkin bout the first time we got laid
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to: Me and my ol' lady sittin in the shade, talkin' bout the first time we got laid
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from: Drank so much hooch it made eyes be gettin' blurry
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to: Smoked so much shit . . . .
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from: I sleep with my boots on, but
you're still in my head
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to: I fuck with my boots on, and you
still fuck with my head
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to: I fuck with my boots on 'cause you fuck with my head.
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I DON'T WANT TO MISS A THING |
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from: I Don't Want To Miss A Thing
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to: I Don't Want To Kiss Her Thing
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from: You've Got Your Mama's Style
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to: You've Got Your Mama's Smile
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from: He jacked a little bitty baby, the man has got to be insane
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to: He raped a little bitty baby . . .
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from: When you're rockin the street
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to: When you're drummin your beat
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to: When you're jogging your meat
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from: Hand's on the plow and my feets in the ghetto
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to: Hand's on the plow and my dick's in the middle . . .and fuckin'everybody!
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from: Livin' on the Edge
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to: Lick it on the Edge
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to: Lickin out a wedge
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to: Pickin out a Wedge
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from: And everybody knows it's wrong
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to: And everybody knows it's fucked
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from: Show you how to fax in the mailroom, honey
And have you home by five
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to: Show you how to fax to the bathroom, honey, Let me suck you off one more time
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from: I'll kiss your sassafrass
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to: I'll kiss your sexy ass
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to: I'll kiss your big Dallas ass (sung in Dallas, of course)
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to: I'll kiss your funky ass
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to: I'll lick your fucking ass
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from: Livin' it up when I'm goin' down
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to: Lickin' the pink but I'm tastin' brown
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from: Lovin' it up 'till I hit the ground
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to: Lovin' it up 'till I'm upside down
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from: In the air, in the air
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to: In her hair, in her hair
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from: Sleepin late and smokin tea
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to: Sleepin late and smokin weed
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to: Sleepin late and smokin me
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to: Sleepin late and suckin weed
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to: Sleepin late and suckin me
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to: Sleepin late and fuckin me
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to: Sleepin late and suckin Joe-Per-ry
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from: I'm sick of all your cryin', when you should be leavin' me alone
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to: I'm sick of all the bullshit that's been passin my ass around
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from: I was the evil leader of the pack
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to: I was the evil leader of the pack . . .or was that CRACK?
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from: No one knows the way but maybe me
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to: No one knows the way but Joe Perry
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to: No one knows the way but Joe and me.
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to: No one knows the way of the Joe Perry
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from: Don't mind, come on up and see me
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to: Kramer's such a sleazy
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from: She's tryin to tell me I'm an old dream, a new version of the old scene
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to: She's tryin to tell me I'm an old dream, a hot mama with the vaseline.
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from: Get crazy on the moonshine
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to: Fucked up on the moonshine.
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from: Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
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to: Talk is cheap, shut up and dance . . that's right Mr. Critic
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from: Can't do jack
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to: Can't do shit
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from: Standin' in the front just a shakin your ass, take you backstage take a drink from my glass
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to: Standin' in the front just a shakin' your tail, and expectin' my daddy to pay your bail
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from: A month on the road and I'll be eatin' from your hand
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to: A month on the road and I'll be fuckin in your hand
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to: A month on the road and I'll be cummin in your hand
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to: A month on the road and I'll be lickin up your hand
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to: A month on the road and I'll be suckin on your gland
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to: A month on the road and I'll be eating all your friends
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from: Can't say where I'm gonna be in a year
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to: I can't tell ya honey where I'll be in a year . . .maybe down your pants
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from: I can't say baby where I'll be in a year
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to: I got the garage but I'm parkin' in the rear
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from: Sweet little woman get along, on your way
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to: Sweet little woman get the hell out of here, on your way
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from: Silver buttons up and down her back
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to: Silver buttons up and down her crack
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from: Just gimme a kiss
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to: Just gimme some head
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from: All those late night promises, I guess they don't mean a thing
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to: All those late night promises, I guess they don't mean a shit
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from: Tell me who's to blame for thinking twice
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to: Tell me who's to blame for blinking twice
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to: Tell me who's to blame for throwing rice
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to: Tell me who's to blame for chewing ice
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WHAT KIND OF LOVE ARE YOU ON? |
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from: When Jack took Jill up that hill / She charged his ass a quarter / well he flipped his lid, cause what she did / Ah, she shouldn't hadn't aughta
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to: Jack took Jill up that hill / To get a pail of water / I flipped my lid over what he did / Shoulda' kept his hands off my daughter!
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