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The night brings the stranger,
The jungle cries for more.
The natives in the villages,
The visitor at the door.
We all have our demons, And sometimes they escape.
But Bwana is the visitor, In control of your own fate.
Bwana, Bwana, Bwana
Bwana, Bwana, Bwana
The night brings on strangers,
The jungle cries for more.
The natives in the villages,
The visitor at the door
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I really should be saying goodnight,
I really shouldn't stay anymore.
It's been so long since I held ya,
I've forgotten what love is for.
I should run on the double
I think I'm in trouble,
I think I'm in trouble.
So come to me darlin' and hold me,
Let your honey keep you warm.
Been so long since I held ya,
I've forgotten what love is for.
I should run on the double
I think I'm in trouble,
I think I'm in trouble
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Days were lonely and so were the nights.
She could not tell wrong from right.
Body broken, worn to the bone,
The final days of Mary Lee Jones,
Mary Lee Jones.
She could not get him out of her mind.
Too much passion drove her blind.
Nothing she could call her own,
The final days of Mary Lee Jones,
Mary Lee Jones.
Days were lonely and so were the nights.
She could not tell wrong from right.
Nothing she could call her own,
The final days of Mary Lee Jones,
Mary Lee Jones
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I stayed at home today,
Didn't have a lot to say,
I guess you must wonder why,
I'll tell you,
Tell you now.
I felt the same today,
The same as always,
I guess you must wonder why,
I'll tell you,
Tell you now.
I need someone today,
Someone who can take my place,
I guess you must wonder why,
I'll tell you,
Tell you now
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You're telling everybody I'm the one
To blame for all the wrong that you have done.
The day that you walked out and left,
didn't say goodbye.
Who was left alone to sit and cry?
It was I,
It was I.
I gave you all the love I ever had,
The only things I got from you were bad,
The times you didn't show up,
The times you didn't call,
Who was left alone with it all?
It was I,
It was I.
My love was always yours
to treasure and to hold.
If you let a love go by,
It will soon grow cold.
LyricsTemptation is too strong to hide,
Are you really satisfied
With our love the way it is?
Let me tell you how it is.
Please come back and try to start anew.
I know that it's the proper thing to do,
Darlin', if we make up,
I know we'll never break up.
Then I know it's only me and you,
Me and you
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Well, it's a long, long time
From May to December.
But the days grow short,
When you reach September.
And the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to gray
And I haven't got time
For the waiting game.
And the days dwindle down
To a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days
I spend with you.
These precious days
I spend with you
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Dancing ever changing desert sand
I was burned by the touch of her hand
The setting of the sun scares me to death
I'm a shadow
Shadow
Shadow of the west
Once upon a time I was strong and proud
Everything that the law would allow
But more and more
I feel less and less
I'm a shadow
Shadow
Shadow of the west
Memories like shadows scorched in the sand
I'm alone, a lonely man
The setting of the sun scares me to death
I'm a shadow
Shadow
Shadow of the west
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You'll win prizes if you stay,
'Cause that's how we do it in L.A.
C'est si bon, come what may,
That's how we do it in L.A.
Oh, hold on tight now, hold on to stay,
'Cause that's how we do it in L.A.
C'est si bon, que sera sera,
That's how we do it in L.A.
It's a lonely,
lonely,
lonely,
lonely,
lonely place
But it's the
only,
only,
only,
only,
only place
You'll win prizes if you stay,
'Cause that's how we do it in L.A.
Oh hold on tight now, hold on to stay,
'Cause that's how we do it in L.A.
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Johnny, oh Johnny,
Where do you roam?
We'll always remain here,
So don't leave us alone.
Some say they knew him,
And some just left him alone.
Johnny, oh Johnny,
Where do you roam?
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny,
Everybody's talking about
The amazing Johnny Stew.
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny,
Everybody's talking about
The amazing Johnny Stew.
It takes a worried man, now,
To sing a worried song.
Johnny, oh Johnny,
I know you were not wrong
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Sensation sweet at my feet,
Such a strong appetite.
With love from here, love from there,
you only get one bite.
With love from here, love from there,
When everybody went stag,
With love from here, love from there,
Everybody was a drag.
Sensation sweet at my feet,
Working up to the loin.
With love from here, love from there,
They look you straight in the groin.
With love from here, love from there,
When everybody went stag,
With love from here, love from there,
Everybody was a drag
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How many times have you heard someone say,
"If I had his money, I could do things my way."
But little they know, it's so hard to find
One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind.
Once I was living in fortune and fame,
Everything that I dreamed of to get a start
in life's game.
Then suddenly it happened, I lost every dime,
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind.
'Cause money can't buy back your youth
when you're old,
Or a friend when you're lonely,
Or a love that's grown cold.
The wealthiest person is a pauper at times,
Compared to the man with a satisfied mind.
When life has ended, my time has run out,
My friends and my loved ones I'll leave,
there's no doubt.
But one thing for certain
When it comes my time,
I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind
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