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| 1. |
| 12:02 | 
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If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet Walk on by, walk on by Make believe That you don't see the tears Just let me grieve In private 'cause each time I see you I break down and cry And walk on by don't stop And walk on by don't stop And walk on by I just can't get over losing you And so if I seem broken in two Walk on by, walk on by Foolish pride Is all that I have left So let me hide The tears and the sadness you gave me When you said goodbye Walk on by And walk on by And walk by don't stop Walk on by, walk on by Foolish pride Is all that I have left So let me hide The tears and the sadness you gave me When you said goodbye Walk on by don't stop And walk on by don't stop And walk by don't stop |
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| 2. |
| 9:36 |
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I wanna come back
Coz I like it like that Your modus operandi Is really all right, out of sight Your sweet phalanges Know how to squeeze My gastronomical stupensity is really satisfied when you're loving me Now tell me, what...I...say Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic I can't sleep at night But that's all right The M.D. tells me My heart's on strike Emanating originating from a love asphixiation He said I better slow down before you drive me in the ground But what he doesn't know is I want another encore Now what...I...say Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic Let me stop procrastinatin' Standin' hear, and narratin' Find my emancipator, she's a love educator Cerebrum, cerebellum, and medulla oblongata A slave's on a horse, everytime she explores Just heard a discussion about a racial relationship Now what...I...say Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic |
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| 3. |
| 5:08 |
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I fight my way through the 5 o'clock rush hour
As daylight slowly leaves the sky I open the door to that little room we call home. Her loving arms are to greet me And her tender lips are always there to greet me, at the end of every day You know, it's always been that way. Then I fight my way through the early morning traffic ahhh, but someone else is heavy on my mind Then I open the door to our favorite little coffeeshop And she's right on time. Her loving arms are there to greet me and her tender lips are there to greet me That's the way I start my day. But it's too bad it dosen't end that way. One woman is making my home While the other woman making me do wrong I didn't intend to let get that strong Now I gotta decide where I belong (musical interlude) Her loving arms are there to greet me Ooooo tender lips are there to meet me That's the way I start my day Whoaaaa, too bad so sad it dosen't end that way. One woman making my home, yes she is While the other woman, you know making me do wrong I didn't intend to let this pain get that strong Now I gotta decide where I where I where I belong. One woman ahhhh making my home yes she is now The other woman making this man do wrong I don't know which one to choose, no I don't And neither one can this man bear to lose Oooooo no, no, no I said One woman making my home Ooooo while this other woman making me do wrong, ahhhhh yeah I didn't intend to let this pain get this strong Now I gotta decide where I belong tell me which way to gooooooooo. One woman making my home (fading) The other woman got me doing wrong. |
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| 4. |
| 18:42 |
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By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising
She'll find the note I left hangin' on her door She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leavin' 'Cause I've left that girl so many times before By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be working She'll prob'ly stop at lunch and give me a call But she'll just hear that phone keep on ringin' Off the wall that's all By the time I make Oklahoma she'll be sleepin' She'll turn softly and call my name out loud And she'll cry just to think I'd really leave her Tho' time and time I try to tell her so She just didn't know I would really go |
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