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| 1. |
| 4:51 | 
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| 2. |
| 5:20 | 
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The radio's on, the song they play
Can't make no sense of what they say I couldn't tell you if I knew Don't understand most things I see In the moonlight of the TV I couldn't tell you what to do Rita it all just seems too much And sometimes maybe not enough My head is so, so filled up And Rita, I guess I think too much Or maybe sometimes not enough My head is always so filled up I hold the phone close to my ear Can't recognize the voice I hear Couldn't remember what they said The newspaper stands upon the stair I can't believe how long I slept Now why should I get out of bed Rita it all just seems too much And sometimes maybe not enough My head is so, so filled up And Rita I guess I think too much Or maybe sometimes not enough My head is always so filled up There was a thing floating way up there Was it a wish or another prayer? It was stuck, stuck up in the air |
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| 3. |
| 4:43 |
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| 4. |
| 4:59 |
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My mouth is dry
My head is hot Somebody tell me just what is this thing I've got Doctor Doctor Help me please This spell has got me dropped down to my knees [Chorus] Talkin' 'bout charmed baby Talkin' 'bout charmed baby Talkin' 'bout charmed baby Talkin' 'bout charmed baby Must be a potion Gotta be a pill Gotta be somethin' that can cure me of these chills Doctor help me What do you say "There ain't nothin' that can make this go away" [Chorus] |
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| 5. |
| 4:16 |
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| 6. |
| 8:15 |
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| 7. |
| 3:29 |
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| 8. |
| 4:33 |
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All avenues lead to one
Baby you can walk or run Get there first or next or last, it don't matter Take it slow or take it fast You cannot overtake your past Can't hurry up tomorrow, let it come Hurry up tomorrow, I don't know Where love's gone or where it still may go I can see the raindrops roll Down my bedroom window slow Like they're strumming, on the guitar of my soul Hurry tomorrow Hurry up Hurry up another day Let the guitar player play Music makes it seem alright while it's playing Should I stand or should I speak? Hold me up my knees are weak Dancing cheek to cheek with you After midnight Hurry up tomorrow, I don't know Where love's gone or where it still may go I can see the raindrops roll Down my bedroom window slow Like they're strumming, like they're strumming on my soul On the heartstrings of my soul ? Hurry tomorrow Hurry up Hurry up tomorrow, I don't know Where love's gone or where it still may go I can see the raindrops ? my bedroom window slow Like they're strumming, like they're strumming, on my soul Hurry tomorrow Hurry it slow Hurry tomorrow, oh yeah |
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| 9. |
| 4:53 |
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| 10. |
| 5:58 |
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| 11. |
| 2:54 |
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| 12. |
| 4:38 |
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| 13. |
| 5:14 |
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I'm a prisoner here by your design
And the key to the door Oh, I can't find Closin' in here, baby, are these four walls Not even a dime will you give me to make my one call I don't know what a man's supposed to do When the joy is gone Gone away from you Ain't no hammer, ain't no rock Can break the lock on these chains Chains of love I drag down the boulevard, this ball of steel And the ties that bind me, girl, are all too real I gotta go free like a bird up in the air Like a child in the schoolyard without a care Ain't no hammer, ain't no rock Can break the lock on these chains Ain't no spell, none I can tell Can take away these chains Ain't no how to get out Outta these chains of love Chains of love Look at the clock So much time I looked again and the hands are stopped Ain't no hammer, ain't no rock Can break the lock on these chains Ain't no spell, none I can tell Can take away these chains Ain't no how to get out Outta these chains of love Chains of love Outta these chains of love Chains of love |
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| 14. |
| 0:32 |
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