100 lyrics for "On the late night, on the late night"

Always wanna come inside when we ragin' I don't wanna hear your lies, I'm too faded I don't wanna take your calls when I'm wasted Late nights, livin' life like we famous (I don't wanna hear) (I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna) The drink had me gone You
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I belong to you, you, you I belong to you Take care of me Talk all day then at night fall in deep Stimulate me I want you mental and physically I belong to Grab hold of me Gentle love but touch passionately
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Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon And hang 'em high He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes One eye on the road, price upon his head One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead
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If you're feelin' what I'm feelin' let's mix it up, You got my number baby hit me up, If you need a little late night pick me up, We ain't gotta make up just kiss me, We could straight up blame it on the whiskey, You ain't gotta wake up and miss me, no,
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Oh hey da da di da, di da da Well, I had the carburetor, baby, cleaned and checked With her line blown out she's hummin' like a turbojet Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks For a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks Took her down to the
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So long to the boys in the band Goodbye traveling Goodbye travelling Freight train Why am i , iým arriving late tonight And the world is turning Round and round the sun All the places spinning by and by one by one Coming home, iým on time Been gone such
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Late at night I will stare up in the skies forever Looking on more Looking on more
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We're only getting older baby And I've been thinking about it lately Does it ever drive you crazy Just how fast the night changes? Everything that you've ever dreamed of Disappearing when you wake up But there's nothing to be afraid of Even when the
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I don't know how it happened And your latest trick It all took place so quick But all I can do is hand it to you All the late night bargains have been struck Between the satin beaus and their belles And prehistoric garbage trucks Have the city to
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