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We're driving fast
From a dream of the past To the brave new world Where nothing will last That comes from the past It's a brave new world Put a smile on your face As we walk with space In the brave new world Now as you begin You're born once again With the rising sun Something new, nothing old Something true, something gold No spirit of the past Can hold you back From the brave new world The direction to start Is inside your heart To the brave new world If you're free in your heart You can make a new start It's a brave new world There's nothing to hide Leave your troubles behind It's a brave new world I told you, my friend And I'll tell you again Your trip has begun Something new, nothing old Something true, something gold The direction to start Is inside your heart To the brave new world |
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Kow kow calqulator
Was a very smooth operator Had himself a pet alligator Kept it in a chrome elevator, yeah When the sun began to shine The alligator come outside Kow kow played the chimes Together they would go for a ride As they travelled with a heavy load They came across a dead horse at the side of the road With two generals standing at each end Fighting over whose fault it had been And all that's left was this war And they couldn't get things back together like they were before Well, listen Turn on your love light Turn it on, let it shine Inside your heart Let it shine, turn it on Your love light Turn it on Turn it on Let it shine Inside your mind So many times kow kow had heard it said before Oh, don't, lord, don't go near that door The cause of our evil you'll uncover Because of our misery you discover Well, misery seeks it's own company Kow kow had heard it said Now he sits there crying Oh, with his hands across his head Kow kow calqulator Oh, a very smooth operator Get back in your elevator Kow kow calqulator Turn on your love light Oh, oh, oh, oh Let it shine |
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Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak of the pompitous of love People talk about me, baby Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong Well, don't you worry baby Don't worry Cause I'm right here baby, right here, right here, right here at home Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin on the run Wooo Woooo Wooo Hooooo You're the cutest thing That I ever did see I really love your peaches Want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin on the run Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one People keep talking about me baby They say I'm doin' you wrong Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama Cause I'm right here at home You're the cutest thing I ever did see Really love your peaches want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Come on baby and I'll show you a good time |
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My dark hour
My dark hour, you know it's drivin' me wild Well, well, I went to see the doctor And I had my fortune read And you know the doctor told me Son you better stay in bed Who's that comin' down that road Looks like he's carryin' a heavy load {??} and he started to say Want to come with me on my way My dark hour, mother nature's child My dark hour, oh, it's drivin' me wild Well, I went to see the doctor Just to have my fortune read Well, well, well, well, well, the doctor told me Son you better stay in bed So do you think these sinners will fall Or do you think they'll survive us all Well, well, well, well down this road Won't you help me carry my load My dark hour, mother nature's child My dark hour, oh, it's drivin' me wild |
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