85 lyrics for "Call it how it is"

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see
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Are you really here for me, I don't know I just wish that you would call me up Wish that you would call me Do you know how it feel to feel alone? Bought myself a house, to feel like I ain't home Driving by myself, ain't got nowhere to go I just took two
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At least we stole the show No heroes, villains, one to blame While wilted roses fill the stage And the thrill, the thrill is gone Our debut was a masterpiece We used to have it all, but now's our curtain call So hold for the applause, oh And wave out to
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But lets forget all that And give me the number if you can find it So I can call just to tell him I'm fine And to show, I overcome the blow I learned to take it well I only wish my words could just convince myself That it just wasn't real Operator, could
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Come back home What a beautiful time we had together, Now it's getting late and we must leave each other, yeah Just remember the time we had, And how right I tried to be, It's all in a day's work, Losing your love, acting foolishly, hey Go on and take
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It's so cold, cold as hell 35 below and falling How I wish that she was calling me It's such a lonely world It's like Latitude 88 North Latitude 88 North The iceman came to me tonight So very near but out of sight I heard the footsteps in the hall
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Ruby Lee, I show wish you was here with me Staring at shadows on the wall Wish I knew of someone I could call Someone who might understand it all Someone's lying with me in my bed Some stranger who don't understand my head Wish it was you lying here
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How long will it take to break you off? If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready uh Baby, let me give you a call. If you really wanna fuck with me, I'm ready Is this Tupac? What's ya phone number Now I could make miracles with pimp hoes. It's
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Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see
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