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Opinion posted 5 months ago
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If you could see inside my heart
Then you will understand
I'd never mean to hurt you
Baby I'm not that kind of man
I might not say I'm sorry
Yeah, I might talk tough sometimes
And I might forget the little things
Or keep you hanging on the line
In a world that don't know Romeo and Juliet
Boy meets girl and promises we can't forget
We are cast from Eden's gate with no regrets
Into the fire we cry
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Opinion posted 5 months ago
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She wasn't young, but still a child
There was no innocence
In faded smiles
She called to me as I passed her by
Lady of the night looked in my eyes
She said, I been through some changes
But one thing always stays the same
Without love, there's nothing without love
And nothing else can get you through the night
‘Cause nothing else feels right without love
Whoa
I saw a man down on lonely street
A broken man who looked like me
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Opinion posted 5 months ago
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Ooooohhh
Ooh, yeah
You, you got a nasty reputation
We're in a sticky situation, it's down to me and you
So tell me, is it true, they say there ain't nobody better
Well now that we're together
Show me what you can do
You're under the gun
Out on the run
Gonna set the night on fire
Out on the run
Under the gun
Playin' to win
Raise your hands
When you want to let it go
Raise your hands
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Opinion posted 5 months ago
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It's all the same
Only the names will change
Everyday
It seems we're wastin' away
Another place
Where the faces are so cold
I drive all night
Just to get back home
I'm a cowboy
On a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted
Dead or alive
Wanted
Dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep
Sometimes it's not for days
The people I meet
Always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
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Opinion posted 5 months ago
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You can read it in the papers
In some places it comes in thirty-two flavors
But you wouldn't tell no one
Your favorite if you could
From the White House to the alleys
From the President down to Long Tall Sally
Can't live with it but
You'll die without it, yes you would
Senorita’s in the kitchen
She's a fistful of dynamite
You call 911 but you
Can't stop the fun tonight, it's alright
You can't start a fire without a spark
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