100 lyrics for "Come with it"

With a gun in your hand, I'm the boogieman I'm gonna come and get you You've got to help us, can you? Yes you can You've got to help us, can you? Yes you can, oh If you point a gun at my rising sun Though we're not the one But in the bounds of your mind
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Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come on back home baby, try my love one more time You say I've been spendin' my money on other women But you've been runnin' with somebody else Well your
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Come rain or come shine Happy together, unhappy together Wouldn't it be fine Days may be cloudy or sunny We're in or we are out of the money, yeah I'm with you rain or shine I'm gonna love you, like no one loves you High as a mountain, deep as a river I
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Whiskey do my talkin' Here's to you my hundred proof friend I'm not some come on strong romeo cowboy No I'm not that type Without a little help I probably have two left feet But you're not gonna let that happen tonight
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Futile to resist You know why we have come The battle is already won Under winter skies We stand glorious And with Oden on our side We are victorious Will be ours
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I can't stop lovin' you You know my heart is true, oh There's a time and place for everything For everyone We can push with all our might But nothin's gonna come Oh no, nothin's gonna change And if I asked you not to try Oh, could you let it be
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I don't care what you say anymore this is my life Go ahead with your own life leave me alone I don't need you to worry for me 'cause I'm alright I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home I never said you had to offer me a second chance I never
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If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck With a matchbox on my clothes They don't make me drunk I'd dive to the bottom and I don't know if I'd come up Well, I'm just here wondering Yes, I'm just here wondering You know if things don't get no better
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It's a crazy town full of neon dreams, Everybody plays everybody sings, Hollywood with a touch of twang, Bend those strings till the Hank comes out, Make all the drunk girls scream and shout, We love it we hate it we're all just trying to make it, In
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