100 lyrics for "When it's old..."

They know my name because I told it to them But they don't know where, and they don't know when Keep the car running Can't swim across a river so deep It's coming or when Every night my dream's the same Same old city with a different name They're not
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All of this doubt We get to work it out When you don't know where you belong I'm the one who turns you on And nothin' seems to matter Day and night black and white You take it all for granted I'm the one who's holding on It's alright to be wrong
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I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand. I think you'll understand. When I'll say that something And when I touch you I feel happy inside. It's such a feeling that my love I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide. Oh yeah, I'll tell you
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It's your world and I'm just in it, Ain't no other way to spin it. Lucky me, just being there when I get to hold you. Yeah, I'm just here to love you girl, It's your world, and I'm just passing through. I can hear that rooster crowing down the road, I
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(Take it from me) Nothing can stop me Nothing holds me back Its got a mind of its own and it say Think you could slow me down? It got a mind of its own and it say There ain't no turning back Take it from me When you start it's just a matter of time
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Homesick tired All alone in a big city Why should ev'rybody pity me, Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin', they dance till break of day Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs Takes me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in mammy's arms
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We'll be the stars! No, we're never gonna turn to dust, Oh, no, we're never gonna step too far Yeah, we're holding on to who we are When it's time to close your eyes They will see us in the sky, We can reach the constellations Trust me, all our dreams
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You're so far away from me You're so far So far I just can't see And you're so far away from me You're so far away from me, all right When you're so far away from me Here I am again in this mean old town And where are you when the sun goes down I'm tired
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State, state, state, state of the art (Hold the phone, it's so) (Oh my God, it's so) (State of the art) When the cotillion arrived We threw out the television I'm Model D 575 Has custom flute presets And Harmony-Plus in addition
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