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Walking out of England thinking you were king taking on this world
On that bus that goes through Mexico a killer love finds a sweet Mexican girl But in Mississippi we rushed into the room Down in Dixie you were crying for dope Down in Alabama they like home cooked fare yeah So we're gonna strap you to the fryin' chair yeah chorus: But I don't know what love is Is there something else giving me the chills? But if my hands are the color of blood Then, Baby, I can tell ya sure I can tell ya Love kills Kills Love kills Kills Do you wanna hear all the sirens of the city drown the arguing? We're on riker's island on a population board They don't care about your fame repeat chorus On the Rio Grande they'll tie you to a tree Ooh-oh-ohh x2 And you can't call the lawyers 'cause the whorehouse is asleep Ohh-oh-ohh x2 You people will get weak Ohh-oh-ohh x2 They'll throw you in a cell where you can barely breathe Ohh-oh-ohh x2 Repeat chorus |
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| 3:35 | 
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| 3. |
| 4:57 |
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| 1:13 |
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| 2:52 |
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sometimes i ask myself why even bother
it goes in one ear, right out the other out on a limb, out on the edge, no matter what they say the pleasure of pain, day after day, dat after day love kills, it hurts me to see you this way love kills, it kills me to treat you this way each day we rise with the sun in our room needles and pills lead us right to our doom, right to our doom looking like the tail end of a hurricane death warmed over, the rear end of destruction, rear end of destruction pock marks and scars adorn your face it used to be pretty but it's just getting ugly because you're getting caught up in a losing race. you're drowning in a sea of drugs they pull out the carpet, look at everything you've taken what have you done? the distance grows, you're fading away disturbed since birth, no way to control you you took a vow to love me forever never say you're sorry cuz i did it my way, i did it my way |
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| 1:04 |
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| 3:03 |
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| 1:52 |
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| 9. |
| 3:13 |
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| 10. |
| 2:58 |
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| 11. |
| 3:50 |
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| 12. |
| 3:31 |
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And now the end is near
And so I face the final curtain My friend, I'll say it clear I'll state my case of which I'm certain I've lived a life that's full I've traveled each and every highway And more, much more than this I did it my way Regrets, I've had a few But then again, too few to mention I did what I had to do And saw it through without exemption I planned each charted course Each careful step along the byway And more, much more than this I did it my way Yes, there were times I'm sure you knew When I bit off more than I could chew But through it all when there was doubt I ate it up and spit it out I faced it all and I stood tall And did it my way I've loved, I've laughed and cried I've had my fill, my share of losing And now, as tears subside I find it all so amusing To think I did all that And may I say, not in a shy way "Oh, no, oh no, not me, I did it my way" For what is a man? What has he got? If not himself, then he has naught To say the things he truly feels And not the words of one who kneels The record shows I took the blows And did it my way Yes, it was my way |
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