100 lyrics for "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh"

Be good to me, good to me Be good to me Oh, please be good to me Oh save my soul and lead me home I've been running for far too long My time is yours, waste it carefully You hit and run, do it gracefully You know I'm counting on you
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Life's not always fair Oh, life it's misunderstood me And dream of better days Life's not always fair or so they say So I close my eyes Or so they say Little old man contemplates Suicide twice a day
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Let's get together I believe this is part of the start of something good Oh oh oh come on Oh oh oh come on now Oh oh oh we got something Oh oh oh there's something I've been cooped up all alone Barely breathing by the phone
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Ooh ahh, love yourself Take no chances, fuck that nigga I say ooh, ahh What you doin'? Laying in a bikini Yeah I'm okay. What are you doing? I'm in the studio
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I went down to the station I leaned against the door She rides on eastern You on the train You know I know the Empire State Any time I hear her blow Then I ask the depot agent Let me ride, let me ride the blind Oh depot agent
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Don’t pin it all on me Fall upon your knees saying "This is my body and soul here" Fall and begging, pleading Oh blame, blame, blame (I got you, I got you) There’s no room for you here "You’ve got the power and control" You go sleep with the fishes Wrap
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She used to be mine Oh she used to be mine She looks so good movin' cross the dance floor Better than the day she left me Arm in arm with somebody new Holdin' hands and laughin' like we used to I got my best smile on but it's no disguise It don't hide
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I need to be your lover I'm through with this mighty city Walking around, just stuck in my shit Conversation based around just sex, Words at the tip of my tongue (oh damn, baby!) Tell me one thing I must forget, Thinking about the naked women in my bed
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Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November
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I am phenomenal With every ounce of my blood With every breath in my lungs Won't stop until I'm phe-no-menal However long that it takes I'll go to whatever lengths It's gonna make me a monster though But I never say, ‘Oh, it’s impossible’ 'Cause I'm
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