66 lyrics for "And I won't get out"

I want you, I want you, I ain't trippin' 'bout a damn thing I ain't trippin' 'bout a damn thing And I won't fall, till I get it Till I get it, oh And I won't fall And I won't fall, till I get it, oh Yeah, and I won’t fall All these pictures that we taken
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And its really cold outside You know I hate bein' alone Bet I'll get you right You know my roommates ain't home Brown skin honey, said won't you creep into my bedroom? You lookin' real good now, tell me what it do I heard you got a girl though, what's it
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I can't stop thinking 'bout you I can't get high, I can't get by, I can't get through I want you all 3 A.M. and my neighbors hate me Music blasting, shaking these walls This time Mary Jane won't save me I've been working later, I've been drinking
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Playin' in a travelin' band I want to move Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, tryin' to get a hand Seven thirty seven comin' out of the sky Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride Well I'm flyin' 'cross the land tryin' to get a hand Take me
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But like me He don't know where he'll go wrong; He won't cry so many tears There's no room for us out there; You can lose your hope and pride. When it comes to broken dreams You'll get your share. Sometime a man breaks down, And the good thing he is
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There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father
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I believe things are going wrong, And the night goes on and on, All your dreams have flown away, And the sun won't shine today The lights go down, One day,I gotta get out of here, I gotta make everything clear I gotta see you.
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There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father
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Well my devil won't let me out Well my devil won't (Fuck the law) As I maneuver through the streets A policeman and then the predeceased bodies of those who disagree (Like, fuck them all) I pray the soldiers get release The price of grief wasn't cheap
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