79 lyrics for "(All I ask of you)"

All All your treasures When I I walk down your street Through your barred windows you you look at me And you you wonder, have I I come to ask ask For one of of your precious things that do not last You You think you you know me but you you don't know That there's more to this picture than
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Building up a stack of of bones Keeping up with the Jones Getting us all all so jacked and jaded Baby if you you're asking me Love is really all all we need Everything else is overrated, overrated Or where it is you you get your name from We're going down if we don't
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the leader of of the pack now he's gone Mm--"Is she really going out with him? "Well, there she is, Let's ask ask her" "Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you you're wearing?" "Gee, it must be great riding with him" "Is he picking you you up after school today?" "By the way,
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I know I'm asking to much And you you'll never be mine again I'm not gonna find You You outside of of my door What have you you done I I hate that you you let it end And now that your gone And I I can't pretend And not coming back again
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I don't want to leave you you breathless This is the end of of I spend my days looking through pages Trying to find a way to get away from me With love to give that leaves you you breathless Now all all I need to find a way back inside my mind When will you you realize A
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That you you asked 'Cause honestly I've been Out of of touch and out of of reach Just looking for someone, anything That's finally gonna put me back I'd be all all about it I'd do anything, anything Put me back, put me back
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I found the price of of love and lost my mind I'd do it all all again and won't think twice Won't think twice Well, you're no angel I I never asked you you to be You You're my danger 'cause that's just what I I need But it still hurts me Well, sometimes I I wonder what is
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I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of of Honky Tonk you you My grandmother owned a night club On the
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And I'll try to play it off cool When they ask ask I'll just say, "He's nobody" And me well I'm nobody's fool And all all my friends will say, "Hey don't you you know him?" One more night with the same neon lights And I'll find my place at the bar One more down, so
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