100 lyrics for "Do as you say, not as you do"

Downtown’s dead without you Girls walk by and friends say hi Then Friday night it might as well be just another Tuesday night without you As long as you’re still in my head There ain’t a way that I can paint a ghost town red Downtown’s dead, downtown’s
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There's nothing to say now The feelings are already dead (they're dead) And I don't believe there's a way now All that is said has been said (been said) I'm waiting for another day, another way I don't believe that you can make all the pain go away So
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Not ready to be found I'm just a lost boy So what are you waiting for Build your hopes up like a tower I'm giving you the run around 'Cause someone could love you more I'm just a lost boy, lost boy I say I wanna settle down As the smile fell from your
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It’s time to get trap back jumping Get shit and back popping, ho I show these sucka niggas how it go I show you how to move a lot of blow So it’s time to get trap back jumping Get shit back popping, bitch Hey, now who done say I'm not the shit Hey, nigga
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I wanna rock Turn it down you say Well, all I got to say to you is time and time again I say "No, no, no, no, no, no, no" Tell me not to play Well, all I got to say to you when you tell me not to play I say, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no"
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But alas I cannot swim There is gold across the river But I don't want none Saying work more, earn more Live more, have more fun If she refuses to be mine? And what will you do with a girl there's a house across the river there's a boy across the river
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Come on, my little ruin You're better than they are But I'm not gonna stand aside And watch them tear you up No, I'm not 'Cause you're better than they are And I can't say it enough That's enough What are you doing
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'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through Keep holding on Ha ha ha ha ha There's nothing you can say (Nothing you can say) Nothing you can do (Nothing you can do) Just stay strong 'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
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Back to the front Soldier boy, made of clay Now an empty shell Twenty one, only son But he served us well Bred to kill, not to care Do just as we say Finished here, greetings death He's yours to take away
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