63 lyrics for "I've got ways"

I live on a lonely avenue My little girl wouldn't say I do Well, I feel so sad and blue I could cry, I could cry, I could cry (oh) Lonely avenue Now my room has got two windows But the sunshine never comes through You know it's always dark and dreary
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Guess I'll always have to be Living in a fantasy From now on That's the way it's got to be It's you for you, and me for me Monday has come around again I'm in the same old place With the same old faces always watching me Who knows how long I'll have to
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You'll always be a fire I can't put out. I'm finding out how hot an old flame can burn. You're a feeling I haven't forgot, the love I can't unlearn. You've become a memory I can't live without. I don't know how to handle the dream you left behind. It's
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She always held me down I've been running from my problems I've been running from you Girl, all this money, all these things, don't feel the same without you I can't trust these others girls, I got a feeling 'bout you Even though I'm doing well, I lose
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(It's a drive-in Saturday) His name was always buddy (got got do ah aah aah) And he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like twig the wonder kid (got got do ah) And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him (got got do ah aah aah) But she knows
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That every something fades Already tried to leave I've always tried to say I'm livin' in-between Already got me sayin' Baby, I got no patience Give me one conversation I can be soft, you can behave Stop trippin' over me, yeah
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Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers? 'Cause it always ends with us hating each other Instead of calling me out you should be pulling me in I've just got one more thing to say And irony is okay, I suppose Culture is to blame You try and mask your
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Until the day I die Bad company Bad, bad company Till the day I die I can't deny And that's why they call me We've all gotta die I won't deny A company always on the run
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Last of a dyin' breed Oh, feel the breeze, I've been around playin' and gamblin' but lord I'm free An open highway's all I'll ever need I hear that highway callin'! Saddle up baby, ride up close to me Last of the dyin' breed Got a pocket full of memories
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