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If you don't wanna love me
Then don't say I'm your man
Honey, if you don't wanna love me
Don't you say I'm your man
Ah what's the matter baby
Can't you see
This is not the first time
It's happened to me
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
If you don't wanna kiss me
Honey, then don't touch my hand
If you don't wanna kiss me
Honey, you better not touch my hand
I don't quite get it
Why can't you see
This ain't the first time
It's happened to me
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
And if you don't really need me
Honey, then don't say you do
If you don't really need me
Honey, then don't say you do
Always believe me
Something I said
Still won't convince you
Not to play with my head
Oh yeah
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
Mind made up
I got my mind made up
Copyright (c) 1986 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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Honey, tell me why you smile
When you see me hurt so bad
Tell me what I did you, babe
That can make you act like that
Yes, I been your fool before, babe
Yeah, I probably will again
But you ain't afraid to let me have it
You ain't afraid to stick it in
Yeah, you know there is many ways to wicked
But you don't know one little thing about love
Yeah, I can take a little pain
I can hold it pretty well
I can watch your little eyes light up
When you're walking me throught hell
Yes, I been your fool before, babe
Yes, I probably will again
But you ain't afraid to let me have it
You ain't afraid to stick it in
Yeah, you know there is many ways to wicked
But you don't know one little thing about love
Yeah, cold blue eyes lie with a smile
You take pride in that deliv down inside
Yeah, I can take a little pain
I can hold it pretty well
I can watch your little eyes light-up
When you're walking me throught hell
Yes, I been your fool before, babe
Yeah, I probably will again
But you ain't afraid to let me have it
You ain't afraid to stick it in
Yeah, you know there is many ways to wicked
But you don't know one little thing about love
You know there is many ways to wicked
But you don't know one little thing about love
Copyright (c) 1986 Gone Gator Music and Wild Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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I can't get her out
I can't get her out of my mind
I can't get her out
I can't get her out of my mind
Everybody'd try to tell
But no I wouldn't listen
I'd go ahead, put my arm around her
I had to squeeze her, I had to kiss her
Now I can't get her out
I can't get her out of my mind
Oh I can't get her out
I can't get her out of my mind
If I said go out she'd daydream
Didn't mean a thing to me
It's the kind of thing I thought might never happen
You see I thought I was invincible, I couldn't see why
You can't get her out
I can't get her out of my mind
No can't get her out
I can't get her out of my mind
It's the kind of thing boy, you think could never happen
My friends would say, "Stay 'way from her"
I said, "Boy, have you kissed it? Boy, have you seen her?"
I could let her hear their words
No I can't get her out
I can't get her out of my mind
Can't get her out
I Can't get her out of my mind
I Can't get her out
I can't get her out of my mind
I can't get her out
Can't get her out of my mind
Copyright (c) 1986 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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I'm walking down the boulevard
Passed the skateboards and beggars
I's out looking in the windows
Just out walking and let my mind roll
If you hung around to much, you might take for granted it
But I was away she seemed like angel
The only one who really cared about me
The only one without an angle
For so long I've been lonely
Now I'm to weak to fight
I'm been waiting for tonight
I'm been waiting for tonight
Yes, I had a little time to kill
Yes, I crossed the parking lot
And I was feeling lucky
Just to have a place to go
Yeah, my nerves was feeling a shock
For so long I have been weary
Now there was no end in sight
I'm been waiting for tonight
I'm been waiting for tonight
Oh, like been waiting
For a night like this
Yeah, I felt it coming now
Since her first kiss
Yeah, I'm wrestinng with my overcoat
Yeah, I'm fighting with my thoughts
Yeah, I'm gonna trust my intuition
I'm gonna hope I don't get lost
For so long I've been lonely
Now I'm to weak to fight
I'm been waiting for tonight
I'm been waiting for tonight
I'm been waiting for tonight
I'm been waiting for tonight
Copyright (c) 1988 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, no-no
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Come back baby, I wanna play house with you
Well you may go to college
You may go to school
You may have a pink Cadillac
But don't you be nobody's fool
Now baby come back baby come, come back baby come
Yeah come back baby, I wanna play house with you
Well listen to me baby
Try to understand
I'd rather see you dead little girl
Than to be with another man
My baby come back baby come, come back baby come
Yeah come back baby, I wanna play house with you
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Come back here, I wanna play house with you
Well you may go to college
You may go to school
You may have a pink Cadillac
But don't you be nobody's fool
Now baby come back baby come
Come back baby come
Yeah come back baby, I wanna play house with you--yes!
Well listen to me baby
There's one thing you should know
Come on back and let's play a little house
And we can act like we did before
Baby come back baby come
Come back baby come
Come back baby, I wanna play house with you
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, moo-moo-moo
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Come back baby, I wanna play house with you
Come back baby, I wanna play house with you
Copyright (c) AVI Publishing Group. All Rights Reserved.
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Can't you see I love you?
Please don't break my heart in two
That's not hard to do cause I don't have a wooden heart
And if you say good-bye
Then I know that I would cry
Maybe I would die cause I don't have a woooden heart
There's no strings upon this love of mine
It was always you from the start
Treat me nice treat me good
Treat me like you really should
Cause I'm not made of wood and I don't have a wooden heart
Treat me nice treat me good treat me like you really should
Cause I'm not made of wood and I don't have a wooden heart
No I don't have a wooden heart
Copyright (c) Williams Music - Glays Music - Erika Music - Warner / Warner Chappell. All Rights Reserved.
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Well I met him in the Navy
He was the head of the class
She was a cute little thing
He liked the way she shook her glass
And they went off to Texas
And they bought some land yeah
And they settled in a hobo
Home by a taco stand
He was doin' things he didn't understand
There was no way to exlain it
She was God's gift to man
Well he got a promotion
And he bought himself a color TV
Had the cable put in
And they watched a round of Jeopardy
And they sat out in the evening
And they watched the sun go down
And everything they did
They were livin' on the outside of town
Well the time went by
That he didn't understand
She was God's gift to man
Yeah baby tell me, tell me real good
Don't you know that we're livin' just like a young boy should?
Well she went off to Houston
Where she was livin' in sin
Well he built an office building
But nobody moved in
She wound up in El Paso
On the streets again
It was hard to take it
But sometimes you just can't win
It was after a little way
That he didn't understand
And couldn't understand that
She was God's gift to man
Well I seen her on TV just a couple of nights ago
She was a doin' a commercial
Smilin' with some Ivory soap
Well I knew inside her heart was black as coal
There ain't no way to replace the amount of lovin' that little girl stole
Yeah one day she got it comin'
And she won't understand her niche
She's God's gift to man
Yeah I've been doin' things that I don't understand
Yeah she's God's gift to man
Yeah, yeah ,yeah
Alright, alright, alright
Copyright (c) 1992 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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Let's have another joint on me
Let's get us gone, as we can be
And float around the ceiling
'Cause baby, you get me high
Let's have another six of beer
Sit and watch the walls disappear
And we laugh and talk for hours
'Cause baby, you get me high
Let's smoke a pack of cigarettes
Hey, how about a menthol, you haven't had one of those yet
Yeah, we laugh and cough for hours
'Cause baby, you get me high
Yeah, you get me high
Copyright (c) 1992 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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Ah baby, when you touch me there
Yeah, yeah
Come on down my house
Come on down my house
I bet your ass you have a real good time
Come on down my house
Well, bring your baby sister
Bring your baby sister
It's ages since I kissed her
Come on down to my house
Well, bring your baby sister
Well, bring your baby sister
Uh, how I missed her
Come on down to my house
Come on down to my house
Come on down to my house
Baby, come on down to my house
Come on down to my house
Come on down to my house
Copyright (c) 1992 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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Baby, baby
I don't understand
I hope you never take a swing across town
That would leave me stranded
Oh, little honey pie
There's a lot of people lonely
I've had a few of them scratchin' my back
Wantin' to control me
They say only fools believe
Anything is guaranteed
But when I need you
Baby you come through
When I need you
Baby you come through
Oh baby
Nothin' will console me
I could use somebody scratchin' my back
How high will you hold me?
I could never quite believe
Anything is guaranteed
But when I need you
Baby you come through
When I need you
Baby you come through
Hey
Hear me knockin' on your door
Oh what's the matter baby
I guess that's what friends are for
Baby, baby
I'm about to lose it
Little girl it isn't easy
Can you get me through it
They say only fools believe
Anything is guaranteed
But when I need you
Baby you come through
When I need you
Baby you come through
When I need you
Baby you come through
When I need you
Baby you come through
Copyright (c) 1986 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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Sally's up in Mississippi tonight
With a man she hardly knows
Sally's wearin' brand new clothes
Opportunity don't knock twice
So Sally said, "Bye, bye"
I hope she is alright
Up in Mississippi tonight
Sally left before the sun could rise
When the city man came to town
She turned his head around
It was love with just one look
When she saw the size of his pocketbook
Oh Sally's doin' fine
She's up in Mississippi tonight
But there's a mountain boy who's gonna remember you
And Sally you're one old girl he hates to lose
But you did what you had to do
You know I'm happy for you
But sometimes please think of me up there in Biloxi
Sally's up in Mississippi tonight
Stayin' in a big hotel
Rich man payin' the bill
Drivin' a brand new car
Drinkin' in fancy bars
Oh Sally's havin' a time
She's up in Mississippi tonight
Sally's up in Mississippi tonight
Sally's up in Mississippi tonight
Sally's up in Mississippi tonight
Copyright (c) Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
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