100 lyrics for "We all, we all, we all, we all, we all"

Oooth hooo-if I could do it all over again Oooth hoo hoo-I'd be in the same skin I'm in The clothes I wear and the things they dare me to do Oooh hoooo hoo-the places I go Ohooo hout and the people I know The things I gain oooh Sometime they rain on me
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I couldn't resist him His eyes were like yours His hair was exactly the shade of brown He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell It was dark and I was lying down You are everything ' he means nothing to me I can't even remember his name Why're you so
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I got a sick sense, a sick sense about you I got a sick sense, sick sense looking at you Got the sweet scent, sweet scent I'm choking on you I can touch it, taste it, hear me you lose Tell me it's what you always wanted Tell me this is all you need Just
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Until you see me in your dreams We'll stay awake beneath the trees You are the risk I'll always take The only branch I'll never break Those fears we'll blow them all way We'll watch the buildings turn to dust A sky of diamonds just for us Breathe air
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Will you show me love as we get older And I'm falling at your feet After thirty years of service and one to fit our need Show me love as we grow colder Let our love provide the heat But our older bones are missing But our heart's will never meet There's
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We'll stay young forever We, we know, we know we are Brighter than all the stars Long as we're together We'll stay young forever We, we make, we make the rules Break 'em when we want to Long as we're together Forever, young forever
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It's a long, hard road I'm traveling on Seems forever I've been gone Yeah, it's a long hard road I'm traveling on Lord I need to find my way back home I hear the voice my sweet momma called me Telling me to change my ways In my mind, I smell the dogwood
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We gonna party like it’s 3012 tonight I wanna show you all the finer things in life So just forget about the world, we're young tonight I’m coming for ya, I’m coming for ya 'Cause all I need is a beauty and a beat It’s all 'bout you, when the music makes
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Whether we like it or not The best I can tell The world’s gone to hell I gotta hundred dollar bill You can keep your pills, friend Well, it’s all going to pot And we’re all gonna miss it a lot All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee Just couldn't hit the
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