73 lyrics for "Oh woah oh woah oh, oh woah oh"

Say my name, say my name If you love me, let me hear you Let me hear you I am dying to believe you I feel alone in your arms I feel you breaking my heart Ooh-woah-oah If you're really being honest If you really want this (ooh-woah-oah)
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Like the beginning of "Mean Streets" (Woah) like the beginning of "Mean Streets" Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh Like the beginning of "Mean Streets" (oh) I'm prolific, so gifted I'm the type that's gon' go get it, no kidding Breaking down a Swisher in front
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That same old song (woah oh) Ride with us on Friday night See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't crankin' Hank Sippin' on a little somethin' strong I hear there's folks Tired of us talking about dirt roads Tailgates, tan lines and corn rows It sounds
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Oh woah oh oh woah oh Sing it for the people like us, the people like us Oh, people like us we've gotta stick together It's hard to get high when you're living on the bottom We are all misfits living in a world on fire Everybody wants to throw it all
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Baby, I love you Will we last forever? Baby, I love you too Baby, I'm in love with you To forever, yeah Woah, woah oh, woah, woah oh, woah, woah oh, woah, woah oh
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Wherever you go, I'll go wherever you go It wasn't 'til I met you Oh woah, you're the music in the dark And you're the sound of my guitar You're the high that I was chasing You're the song inside my head That I understood the sky And the way the moon
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Woah, ah, oh, you're my clean white love Woah, ah, oh, you're too clean white love What are you doing? What you doing? What ya doing to me? What are you doing to my head? I give my heart on the morning of November 6th Oh, everybody's looking for a fix I
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Hey, here's to you California Beautiful haze of suburbia Living in the perfect weather Spending time inside together Na, na na, na na, na na, na na (woah-ohh) Beige little boxes in a row Neighbors and friends that you don't know Here's a form, go wait in
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Ooh, gold, woah When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold (Ooh, gold, woah Ooh, gold, woah) (Who can you trust) First comes the blessing of all that
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