100 lyrics for "With your head"

Oh, baby baby Won't-cha turn your head my way? You're old enough to Dance the night away Dance, dance, dance the night away Have you seen her? So fine and pretty Fooled me with her style and ease And I feel her from across the room
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I hear them calling for you In the middle of the night when the wolves come out They head straight for your heart Like a bullet in the dark One by one, I take them down We can run and hide, ain't goin' down without a fight They come straight for your
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Hey you've got to hide your love away ! Here I stand with head in hand I turn my face to the wall If she's gone I can't go on Feeling two foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can hear them laugh at me And I hear them say
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Fitter, happier More productive Comfortable Not drinking too much Regular exercise at the gym, three days a week Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries Eating well, no more microwave dinners and saturated fats A patient, better
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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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I won't tell your secrets Your secrets are safe with me Just think of me as the pages in your diary I will keep your secrets Lemme hear you say woo (woo) Lay your head on my pillow Here you can be yourself No one has to know what you are feeling No one
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Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay lady stay Stay with your man a while Stay while the night is still ahead Whatever colors you have in your mind I show them to you and you see them shine Until the break of day Let me see you make him smile
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Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap Dirty deeds Pick up the phone Done dirt cheap If you're havin' trouble with the high school head He's givin' you the blues You want to graduate but not in 'is bed Here's what you gotta
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Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do
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