100 lyrics for "The way it was"

Say, you'll stay the night Because we're running out of time So stay the night I don't wanna say goodbye Even though it was never meant to be I got to know if you're the one one that got away Well I ain't got much time so I'll get to the point Do you
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When you knocked upon my door Down by the highway side Early this morning Early this morning, ooh And I said "hello Satan I believe it's time to go" Me and the Devil Was walkin' side-by-side Me and the Devil, ooh
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Talk to me nicely, oww 'Cause you control my vices I just wanna fuck you on your night shift Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis You control my vices We was up grindin' on the night shift All day, gave my dog suicidal crisis Priceless, I just want to
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I could always find a getaway from what I' was hiding from, Everywhere I go, and everything I do, There ain't a corner that I turn that ain't one big, I've lived all my life, with no ties that bind, There wasn't anything or anyone that I couldn't leave
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I was only joking, my dear Looking for a way to hide my fear What kind of fool was I? I could never win Ever since I was a kid in school I messed around with all the rules Apologized, then realized I'm not different after all Me and the boys thought we
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The sky is crying the streets are full of tears Rain come down wash away my fears And all this writing on the wall Oh I can read between the lines Rain come down forgive this dirty town Rain come down and give this dirty town A drink of water a drink of
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On a greyhound bus, Lord I'm traveling this morning I'm going to Shreveport and on down to New Orleans Been driving these highways, Been doing things my way It's been making me lonesome on'ry and mean Now her hair was jet black, And her name was Codene
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Chained our love together, never took it slow We was undercover 'til it overflowed, over exposed And now we know, life on overload Don't we always make a show Of love, life on overload Must we make a spectacle of love? Yeah we used to flirt with freedom
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But that don't make it easy lovin' me That might make for a good story, man We were playin' out in Vegas when this lady pressed her way up to the stage I forgot what I was singin' when she met me with her meet-me-later gaze When she threw it on my mic
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