100 lyrics for "The way that you walk"

And I can't take this Keep talking while I'm walking away You can say what you have to say 'Cause my mind's made up anyway Lets go ya'll These people are running off at the mouth Trying to convince me that I'm running on empty Trying to convince
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Walk like a champion, talk like a champion Ram pa pa pam pam, ram pa pa pam pam It's sure that you've never felt so sexy sexy sexy Ram pa pa pam pam It's in the way you hold yourself You gotta know you're something else Stand up let 'em know that you
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You know I love you, can't stand the way you do Bye bye, baby baby, bye bye Sometimes I wonder, why don't she write to me? Baby baby, come back home to me Well, you telling me it's true now and that's alright for you Bye bye, baby baby, don't cry If I've
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I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud I can't understand I get misty, holding your hand Walk my way And a thousand violins begin to play Or it might be the sound of your hello That music I hear
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See how he always wants to be around you See him walk out the door So that's how we live, in lavender and no affection It's all talk and lavender and no affection (No affection) It's our dream, lavender and no affection There's your man, there's your man
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But if I know you, I know what you'll do I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream And I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem You'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream I know you, that look in your eyes is so
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Then just walk away But we had yesterday If I've got to be strong Don't you know I need to have tonight when you're gone? Touch me in the morning We don't have tomorrow Wasn't it me who said that Nothing good's gonna last forever?
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While you walk away with the frosting of my heart The slice of heaven that I gave to you last night I’m not a piece of cake for you to just discard If I am just a piece of cake I am just a piece of cake (cake) Then, you're just a piece of meat You're
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You're my London girl Just the sound of your voice This could be our final dance This could be our very last chance The way that you walk The way that you talk And I ain't got no choice And if you cut me, don't you think I feel Is this body made of clay,
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