99 lyrics for "Little do we know"

All I wanna do is go out trappin' with the shooters Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it Sexy little bitch she throwin' titties out the window You from outta town but you know what we get into Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin'
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We're gonna be alright Baby you just gotta make up your mind Oh yeah, oh yeah Baby, don't you know All o'them tears gon' come and go That every little thing is gonna be alright We decide it Baby don't you know
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She goes down She goes down, down down down You know she makes me feel good All night long She goes down ,Down down down Little Miss Muffet Sweet girl's school stuff and A country smile and charm Out in the back of my '58 Chevy
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And I don't go giving up There's a little devil in us all Swear everybody in this town just wants to see you fall Baby, it's no fun, so know it's just a game, yeah Oh, keep running outta love When I'm running outta love, love No, let's say I've had
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Sometimes it all gets a little too much But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same So she didn't let it get in her way And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much She
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God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta know that what's gotten into you Any cat man do when it's done Just lookin' for a little taste (A Taste Of India) She'll steal the smile right off your face Gotta love the sweet
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I know it can't be right When Lenin was little All the birds in the forest were singing 'Man, this is it!' But now that he's older All the sailors in the heaver are screamin "Abandon Ship" But I just smile instead Of repeating what I said
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Now I just wanna know Don't just sugar coat Or say it all if you want Now could you tell me like it is? Pretty little fears Music to my ears Bet you from the West Side, mmm, mmm Do better, who better? You better? Been around
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When he was eight years old Johnny's daddy was taking him fishin' Little girl came through the front gate Holdin' a fishin' pole His dad looked down and smiled He said, "We can't leave her behind" "Son, I know you don't want her to go But someday you'll
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Isn't she cra-crazy beautiful Isn't she stra-strange and wonderful And I think I love her more than I even understand We get so close, kissing like Eskimos It's a little bit much I know, I do She's a little bit wild, a little bit mad, a little bit uh oh,
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