100 lyrics for "Put it on me"

Love will do that It changes everything It'll drive you crazy Sometimes it just makes you laugh Yeah, love will do that It makes the angels sing Puts the past right back in the past Oh, I know I know I know The second I saw you
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You can't imagine how I hate this Put the flowers you find in a vase Don't let them die on the vine, it's a waste There's a science to walking through windows I'm trying, but I've gone Through the glass again Just come and find me
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Let's go, bring it on If you don't, it's going down Oh, oh, oh, make the trade Oh, oh, oh, or walk the plank Bring it on, it's going down Let's go, pound for pound We're prepared to stand our ground Put your swords up, put 'em up It's going down
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You put some whiskey in the water Gonna run off with your daughter And if I make it to the border I'm gonna be alright I'm on the run the devil?s tryin? to get me Says I met him at a pawn shop down in Mississippi I was an angel lookin? for another face I
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You put the keys in the car and drive It's how we do it! I know we can do it if we do it all night I'm gonna make sure the money is right It's how we do it You put the keys in the car and drive. It's how we do it, I'll find somebody who will stitch me up
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Put that away and talk to me As lonely as you feel right now I'm not livin' here, I'm not livin' here anymore I'm not the only one with a fantasy Where is my beautiful life? Could you tell me about the early days? I won't know pain anymore I won't know
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It don't matter, it don't matter It don't matter to me It doesn't matter Now in your big flash motor and your wild reputation You're ready to hit the streets Winking at the boys, yeah heading for the noise Got the world at your feet If leaving me for
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I know you're gonna be there I'm gonna put on my new shirt Shine up these old boots I know you're gonna be there, I know you're gonna be there And I'm gonna bring somebody I barely even know And the crazy thing about it is I ain't into her at all I just
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So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun Tear it up, tear it up yeah Here we go now, here we go I beat the pussy up like Ying-Yang Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang You
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Let me put my love into you, babe Let me put my love on the line Let me cut your cake with my knife Don't you struggle Don't you fight Don't you worry 'Cause it's your turn tonight Flying on a free flight Driving all night
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