100 lyrics for "Him and me."

Zoo Lion sobers up and starts to scream and shout A little dose of home-fire got him all smoothed out The Golden Rim Motor Inn Soft water and a color TV So consumed with the shape I'm in Can't enjoy the luxury Melancholy wine-soaked tenderness She hated
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He who has ears to hear, let him hear For this is a tale of an ancient kind In the word there lies existence and the word became flesh And dwelt among us and we saw its glory Let him hear it who will Every soul heard Some ran and hid away Some listened
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I'll do anything to prove I love you I love you, girl But I refuse to stay Paying for his mistakes And it's killing me girl knowing you compare me to him Always guilty before the sin I can't win, I can't win no Baby girl but I refuse to Pay for something
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The wind calls your name, get out of your bed Go on out to the hills, the wind will lead Just when we prevail, the hangman is here Hear his boots and see the figure passing by Echoes of him have been heard Spiritually he is all intact Say your prayer
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I made sacrifices, I been ballin' ever since And I'm convinced We seein' so many blessin's, shit don't make no sense Someone watchin' over us, so shout goes out to him Yeah, I'm convinced Someone watchin' over us, so shout goes out to Yeah, I did some
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So close, yet so far away. They met on the dance floor in the old high school gym, He fell like a rock, she kinda liked him. And his heart beat like thunder, as they moved cross the floor, When the music was over, she slipped out of his arms, and out the
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He don't like that He wants his life back He wants to go back home Poor guy that man John Thomas His woman truly was a devil And she wasn't all that honest She tore him down on every level You're a no good lazy motherfucker Gotta a shit job you worthless
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On some rodeo man Best thing he ever did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or
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Bet he feels like an elephant Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it You know that you're dreaming about being loved by him Too bad your chances are slim And it’s not like Mr. Shock To get shy when I ask who always is on top? There must be
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