100 lyrics for "at your door."

Lay your head down, lay your head down Don't pick it up Leave your clothes at the door Kiss your body before you give this love (Lay your head down) Looking at you now, baby, you a show-off Don't you slow down, baby girl, go off Let your hair down, let
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When your mind's made up There's no point trying to change it And you call, call Then I'll come running So, if you want something To fight and I'll be at your door When there's nothing worth running for There's no point trying to stop it, you see You're
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But you are not alone in this And you are not alone in this As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand Hold your hand Cold is the water It freezes your already cold mind Already cold, cold mind And death is at your doorstep And it will steal your
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I don't know how I'm gonna tell you I can't play with you no more I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me My friend the boy next door I can't believe what people saying You're gonna let your hair hang down I'm satisfied to sit here working all
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Gardening at night Though all the feelings that broke through that door Just didn't seem to be too real They said it couldn't be arranged I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change I see your money on the floor I felt the pocket change The
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As long as you're in it Wherever we go, whatever we do As good as it gets, gets better with you As long as you're in it, girl So baby let's ride There ain't nothing missing in this life I'm living It's just an old '88 four door, banged out floorboard A
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I'm not waiting, I'm coming for you my love All this waiting is taking its toll This is beginning, we realize We're celebrating the modest life A chance at your wishes, a wish for more Everyone's waiting at an open door A sneaking suspicion is in your
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Hang your jacket from the door There's thirty people in the kitchen Well come gather all around me There is something you should know There's no place quite like this place If we get it on the go So, pile your boots up in the corner And there's always
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New York, New York Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator Why not? It might've saved later from my block N.Y. cops, hookers
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You left without saying Goodbye to me Now that you're gone away All I can think about is All I think about now Is you and me A note by the door
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