100 lyrics for "Don't you know"

You just ask the lonely When you're feeling love's unfair When you're lost in deep despair As you search the embers Think what you've had, remember Hang on, don't you let go now You know, with every heartbeat, we love Nothing comes easy Hang on, ask the
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Don't you mind people grinnin' in your face Don't mind people grinnin' in your face You just bear this in mind, a true friend is hard to find You know your mother would talk about you Your own sisters and your brothers too They just don't care how you're
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If I can't have you I don't want nobody baby If I can't have you, oh oh oh oh If I can't have you, oh oh oh Am I strong enough to see it through Go crazy is what I will do Don't know why I'm surviving every lonely day When there's got to be
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Baby, please don't go Well your man down gone Stop being the dog Baby, please don't go down to New Orleans You know I love you so, baby please don't go Well your man down gone down to County Farm He's got the shackles on, baby please don't go Stop being
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Asked sweet mama, Let me be her kid She said, "You might get hurt if you don't keep it hid" Well I know my baby, If I see her in the dark I said I know my rider, If I see her in the dark Now, I goin' to Rosedale, Take my rider by my side Still
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What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me? What are you wondering? What do you know? Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me? When we all fall asleep, where do we go? Step on the glass, staple your tongue (ahh) Bury a friend, try to
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Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside
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And I know that you know I saw you standing there So damn hard, hard to let you go So damn hard, hard to let you go go go go go go So hard to let you go 'Cause it was getting a little cold outside Why don't you come inside for a while And I know that you
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What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And
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