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Like my heart and me, Dedicated to you. Because your love is the beacon that lights up my way. Because with you I know a lifetime could be just one heavenly day. If I should find a twinkling star, One half as wondrous as you are, That star would be If I

Everybody knows, she's so good Doin' well for others She doesn't really know The powers are within her I know she's goin' down, goin' She walks by moonlight No one really knows Enchanted starlight Never goin' home

Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin' 'Cause I'm housin' Relate to the matter, relate to the matter Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin') Coolin' on the scene like a horse in a stable A brother got ill and

Doo doo doo doo do I must be in heaven How'd you get to shine so bright, girl I must be in heaven 'cause I'm looking at an angel My angel, how'd you get to be so fine How'd you get to look like that Heaven don't you call her back, yeah Halo halo, I'm not

It's not just a train It's saying goodbye, saying hello To where we have been, where we might go It's not just a train, it's freedom to me Freedom to me I can strum a little, I can hold a chord This ain't the gospel and I ain't the lord I'm no holy

(Hmm, hum, hum) Ah, she keeps me moanin', groanin' Hey, because I feel so good, feel real good Why can't nobody love me like my baby does? Young girl turned out to be two times Quite the woman that I thought she was Oh she keeps me moanin', groanin' Hey,

I'm in a band, yeah, yeah. I'm in a band.... a rock an' roll band.... I'm in a band.... a rock an' roll band.... For many a year, I was so confused, (An') Didn't know what to play. But then I met a man, who picked up his horn, An' showed us just what, to

From Desolation Row On Desolation Row Selling postcards Of the hanging They're painting The passports brown The beauty parlor Is filled with sailors

Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, woh-oh, hey Ring the alarm, another sound is suffering, woh-oh, hey Listen this sound it a champion Ram the dance inna any session Tee ta toe we beat them all in a row Four big sound inna one big lawn Ring the