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| 4:28 | 
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Look around
Tell me what you see Have you found what you wanna be? And would you like to be a real go-getter? Would that make you feel a whole lot better? I really don't mean to sound unkind But I've just gotta say you've been wasting my time Do you know what you do to me? Does it show? Baby, can't you see? That all I need is some good, good lovin' Instead of that, I get this push-and-shovin' Sit down, we gotta draw the line I've got to tell ya, you've been wastin' my time You say that we're doin' just fine I've got to tell ya, you've been wastin' my time (Keep on wastin', keep on wastin' my time) I don't know what I'm gonna do Just don't know what to do with you Cause after all the time we've been together I always thought that it could last forever Baby please, now I'm beggin' you Don't you see what I'm goin' through You say you love me, but you leave me lonely I always used to be your one and only I really don't mean to sound unkind But I've just gotta say you've been wastin' my time One last time Let me say to you It's a crime Baby, don't you feel it, too? If you could only try to talk about it I wouldn't always have to scream and shout it Sit down, we gotta draw the line I've got to tell ya, you've been wastin' my time You say that we're doin' just fine I've got to tell ya, you've been wastin' my time You keep on wastin', keep on wastin' my time You keep on wastin', keep on wastin' my time You keep on wastin', keep on wastin' time You keep on wastin', keep on wastin' time You keep on wastin', keep on wastin' time You keep on wastin', keep on wastin' time |
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| 2. |
| 5:20 |
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Saturday night, you're lookin' just right
People all stop and stare Lick your lips, shake your hips Run your fingers through your hair You bump and grind, make me lose my mind Baby, that's so unfair You just don't stop, you wind me up Oh baby, wait until I get you home Gonna make sweet love to you Oh, gonna make sweet love to you Dressed to kill, dressed to thrill I guess you know what I mean Goin' out, showin' out Yet every you're every schoolboy's dream You rock, you roll you, oh my soul You make we wanna shout and scream You never stop, you wind me up Oh baby, wait until i get you home Gonna make sweet love to you Oh, gonna make sweet love to you Help me, help me I need you baby, yes I do I just can't seem to keep control Every time I look at you Hold me, hold me Tell me that you need me true Baby, baby Oh, just a-wait until I get you home Gonna make sweet love to you Oh yeah, make sweet love to you The way you walk, the way you talk It gets me so damn hot I might give in, but I won't give up I'll give you everything that I got It's gettin' late, and I just can't wait To see if you are ready or not I wanna hold you now, I have you now Oh baby, wait until I get you home Make sweet love to you Oh, gonna make sweet love to you Oh, gonna make sweet love to you Oh yeah, gonna make sweet love to you Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh Oh, wait until I get you home Gonna make sweet love to you Oh, gonna make sweet love to you Oh, make sweet love to you Oh, gonna make sweet love to you Oh, gonna make love to you, yeah Gonna make love, gonna make sweet love to you |
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| 3. |
| 3:27 | 
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| 4:27 |
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This all fits - it's all it ever really, really was
'Cause it's the only one Towards that - can you explain? It's just to some extent you linger on and on again And it's the only one Well I can't sit down but it looks like I'm moving again And there we sit - we oughta try I try to minimize, minimize, minimize, oh yeah Get out at night - and if I do I count a thousand smiles that turn around at you 'Cause it's the only one Well I can't sit down, but it looks like I'm moving baby And so it is - I think I know I might have finally, finally quantified, quantified Well it's the only one, oh yeah I give my word - my lips are sealed Do you ever really wonder how I really feel? You're the only one Turning, turning - turning, turning Well I can't sit still but it looks like I'm moving, yeah What is it about you that I feel inside? Well I can't explain What is it about you that I feel inside but I can't explain? Oh, no - honey, it fits Baby, it's all it ever really was Talk, talk, talk, talk - talk, talk, talk, talk Well I can't sit still but you know that I'm moving again It's all it fits - it's all it ever really, really was Could you resist? 'Cause it's the only one Your time has gone - can you explain? It's just to some extent you linger on and on again, on again, on again It's very strange - it's very strange Turning, turning - turning, turning No I can't sit still when you know that I'm moving now What is it about you that I feel inside? Well I can't explain What is it about you that I feel inside but I can't explain? |
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| 3:04 |
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| 6. |
| 5:23 |
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Sometimes I get impatient But she cools me without words And she comes so sweet and so plain My hummingbird and have you heard That I thought my life had ended But I find that it's just begun Cause she gets me where I live I'll give all I have to give I'm talking about that hummingbird Oh she's little and she loves me Too much for words to say When I see her in the morning sleeping She's little and she loves me to my lucky day Hummingbird, don't fly away When I'm feeling wild and lonesome She knows the words to say And she gives me a little understanding in her special way And I just have to say In my life I loved a woman Because she's more than I deserve And she gets me where I live I'll give all I have to give I'm talking about that hummingbird Oh she's little and she loves me Too much for words to say When I see her in the morning sleeping She's little and she loves me to my lucky day Hummingbird, don't fly away Oh she's little and she loves me Too much for words to say When I see her in the morning sleeping She's little and she loves me to my lucky day Hummingbird, don't fly away |
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| 3:20 |
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| 8. |
| 7:11 |
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I've been a bad boy, baby
I've been a bad boy all night long Oh yes, I have baby Yes, I've been a bad boy, honey I've been a bad boy all night long That woman, she don't even let me She did not even telephone me I'm gonna leave my little honey Like a rabbit leaves the hole A-ow-ah, leave my little honey, baby Just like that little bunny rabbit leaves the hole I got a weasel in my pocket I'm gonna stick that weasel down my mamma I'm gonna stick it right down that little hole I'm never gonna get out of this prison baby The only way I get out is climb over the wall Oh baby, the only way out is that I get a ladder And climb over the wall Well, I can't climb the ladder, baby 'Cause I'm afraid that I m-, that I might fall Come on, yeah I'm staying in this Folsom prison honey, baby Yeah, I'm gonna stay in this Folsom prison till the day that I die Oh, I'll stay in Folsom prison baby Oh, till the day, until the day I die Hear more, I never killed nobody Oh, my baby you know, you know that I'm staying alive 'Cause I know baby, that's gonna be a great big lie You know I'm livin' in this F-Fol' prison |
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| 3:25 |
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If I cannot be so happy without you, my dear
If I cannot hold you close, every second that you're here You must know I can't go on, every time I sing my song If I cannot have your love, I'll sing the blues Every time I'm feeling low and far away All the time I think of you, every second of the day And you know you hurt my pride, but I'd rather be by your side If I cannot have your love, I'll sing the blues Sing the blues all my life, I got trouble, I got strife How can a man expect to be so free To travel this so lonely road and to carry its heavy load Is becoming far too much, too much for me If I cannot be so happy, then I'm gonna be on my way The many nights I needed your love, it never worked out that way For I must have my babe, for I'm feeling extremely sad If I cannot have your love, I'm gonna play the blues Sing the blues all my life, so much trouble, so much strife How can a man expect to be so free To travel this lonely road and carry its heavy load I'd rather have your love than sing the blues Yes, I'd rather have your love than sing the blues Yes, I'd rather have your love, baby, than sing the blues |
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