100 lyrics for "Side, by, by your"

Layla, you've got me on my knees Layla, I'm begging, darling please Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind What'll you do when you get lonely And nobody's waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long You know it's just your
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Getting hard to remember, getting hard to recall Getting laid off and pushed out and it ain't my baby's fault So if you go, don't cry, I'll be right there at your side Sherrill, Sherrill Getting laid on the lifeline, getting tired, time for bed And
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Demand what you will never deserve Respect is gained by trust shown and earned You're taking steps on a fine line So you don't have to choose a side Good deeds are not recognized When the heart's intent is full of pride Don't mask your pride with
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Wish I could Keep You Much Longer I know You gotta Go 'cause you got things to do Now You to Busy for Me Girl like I was To You Wish I could Stop By And Maybe Say, "Hi" Wish I could just Stop By And Lay By Your Side Darkness in the Night I'll Find that
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Mass hallucination baby Ill education baby Want to reconnect with your elations This is your station baby But what am I supposed to do The good kid, m.A.A.d. city Look inside these walls and you see them having withdrawals Of a prisoner on his way
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Oh-oh-oh-oh Does he know you can move it like that? Whoa-oh-oh-oh Does he know you're out and I want you so bad Tonight you're mine, baby Does he know that you'll never go back? Does he know? Inside and out, baby, head to toe Your secret tattoo, the way
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Crying lightning And twisted and deranged Your past-times, consisted of the strange And I hate that little game you had called Outside the cafe by the cracker factory You were practicing a magic trick And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed On
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La da dee doo La da da me La da da you When you were gone I think of you Yet I'm feeling like There is no better place than right by your side I had a little taste And I'll only spoil the party anyway
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Let me tell you about hard work Dear Mr. President, How do you walk with your head held high? How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? Can you even look me in the eye? Come take a walk with
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