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The Indians send signals from the rocks above the pass The cowboys take position in the bushes and the grass The squaw is with the corporal, she is tied against the tree She doesn't mind the language, it's the beating she don't need She lets loose al

(difford/tilbrook) If I didn't love you I'd hate you Watching you play in the bath A soap suds stickle back navy A scrubbing brush landing craft Your skin gets softer and warmer I pat you down with a towel Tonight it's love by the fire My mind goes o

No cameras, no lights, no stars in my eyes And no way of getting through to you No writing, nor call with a two-time tart And no way to make a dream come true Walking up the street, take a hold of my hand Its just a postcard of the place I knew Becau

Shes got all the right words Speaks with such finesse She knows how to paint her face She knows how to dress She can turn a maybe into a yes She'll make you cry To know why You were weak instead of shy She'll make you cry To know why You were weak in

I never thought it would happen With me and the girl from Clapham Out on a windy common That night I ain't forgotten When she dealt out the rations With some or other passions I said, "You are a lady" Perhaps she said, "I may be" We mo

[ti:I Want You] [ar:Janet Jackson] [al:Damita Jo] [offset:500] [00:00.52]I Want You [00:02.09]---Janet Jackson--- [00:03.24]Lrc:sunpzh [00:04.72]Feel like I'm going in circles [00:07.84]You're like a maze I can't get through [00:11.19]Should I go lef

The case was pulled from under the bed She made a call to a sympathetic friend And made arrangements The door was closed there was a note I couldnt be bothered Maybe I'll choke No more engagements With where have you beens And faraway frowns Trying t

I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste A flannel for my face Pajamas, a hairbrush New shoes and a case I said to my reflection Let's get out of this place Past the church and the steeple The laundry on the hill The billboards and the buildings Memori