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Sit, good dog, stay, bad dog, down, roll over
Well here's a good man and a pretty young girl Trying to play together somehow, I'm wasting my life, you're changing the world, I get drunk and watch your head grow It's the good times that we share and the bad times that we'll have It's the good times and the bad times that we had Well it's been a long slow collision, I'm a pitbull, you're a dog, Baby you're foul in clear conditions But you're handsome in the fog So I need some fine wine, and you, you need to be nicer For the good times and the bad times That we'll have Sometimes we talk over dinner like old friends Till I go and kill the bottle, I go off over any old thing, Break your heart and raise a glass or ten To the good times that we shared and the bad times that we'll have To the good times and the bad time that we've had Well it's been a long slow collision, I'm a pitbull, you're a dog, Baby you're foul in clear conditions But you're handsome in the fog So I need some fine wine and you, you need to be nicer For the good times and the bad times we know will come Yeah I need some fine wine and you, you need to be nicer you need to be nicer you need For the good times and the bad time that we had Sit Good times, bad times Sweet wine, bad wine Good cop, bad cop, Lapdog, bad dog Sit. |
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Explode
ease your trouble we'll pay them double not to look at you for a while and you rely on what you get high on and you last just as long as it serves you explode or implode explode or implode we will take care of it explode or implode explode or implode we will take care of it yes, we will carry you 'cause you're deserted what's good, you hurt it and kills you it keeps you alive so give it up in a world of puppets it's a shame what they do to us all *explode or implode explode or implode we will take care of it explode or implode explode or implode we will take care of it yes, we will carry you can we do anything for you now ? ... * |
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My Favourite Game - Cardigans
I don't know what you're looking for You haven't found it baby, thats for sure You rip me up, you spread me all around In the dust of the deed of time And this is no case of lust you see Its not a matter of you versus me Its fine the way you want me on your own But in the end its always me alone I'm losing my favourite game You're losing your mind again I'm losing my baby, losing my favourite game I only know what I've been working for Another you so I could love you more I really thought that I could take you there But my experiment is not getting us anywhere I had a vision I could turn you right A stupid mission in a lethal fight I should have seen it when my hope was new My heart is black and my body is blue And I'm losing my favourite game You're losing your mind again I'm losing my favourite game You're losing your mind again I'm losing my baby, losing my favourite game I'm losing my favourite game (losing my favourite) You're losing your mind again (I try) I try but you're still the same (I try) I'm losing my baby You're losing a saviour and a saint |
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