100 lyrics for "(Clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)"

Layla (Acoustic; Live at MTV Unplugged, Bray Film Studios, Windsor, England, UK, 1/16/1992; 1999 Remaster)
Eric Clapton
Layla, you got me on my knees Layla, I'm begging darlin' please Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind? What will you do when you get lonely No one is waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long You know it's just your
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You can ride Train that goes to nowhere Train that goes to nowhere There is a train that goes to nowhere Need no ticket for you to ride Put you in a car they call the sleeper It's nice and warm inside The days are never numbered The nights don't matter
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Oh-oh-oh-oh I didn't pay attention to the light in the dark But now I see your tears are an omen It's an omen, caught my baby crying Saw the silver lining It must be an omen Needed you to show me, without you I am lonely
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The thrill is gone The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone baby I'm free from your spell You know you done me wrong baby And you'll be sorry someday It's gone away from me The thrill is gone away from me Although I'll still live on
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I think it's 'bout time we link up to fuck Know what we both on if we up, we up (we up) DTF, I'm down to fuck Ain't talkin' 'bout no tat though (ooh no, no, no, no) Clap some, face down, ass up (hey, yeah yeah yeah) Talkin' 'bout early in the morning We
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You'll be the life of the party All you gotta do is dance Life of the party Dance, dance all you gotta do is clap Your hands, hands, hands Yes you will, now Yes you can, hey Miss Corver sister never Left your sat 'til some dancing
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Don't you know we're riding with the king? Get on a TWA to the promised land. I dreamed I had a good job and I got well paid. I blew it all at the penny arcade. A hundred dollars on a Kewpie doll. No pretty chick is gonna make me crawl. Every woman,
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Biggie bounce, biggie bounce, biggie bounce Biggie, biggie, biggie, biggie (Biggie bounce) Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Make it clap, make it clap, She gotta face on her like Lisa Ray Get the players club with the Frito-Lay Nigga try me
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Lay down, Sally, and rest you in my arms Don't you think you want someone to talk to? Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon I've been trying all night long just to talk to you And don't you ever leave There is nothing that is wrong In wanting you to
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If I saw you in heaven? Would you know my name Would it be the same I must be strong and carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven Would you hold my hand Would you help me stand I'll find my way through night and day 'Cause I know I just can't
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