66 lyrics for "Where you come from"

Domine, Domine, Deus Domine, Adiuva Me Hey, eh, hey, eh Electric blue eyes, where did you come from Electric blue eyes, who sent you Electric blue eyes, always be near me Electric blue eyes, I need you If you should go, You should know I love you If you
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Raise the blind They will guide you from the light Writing noughts till the end of time Race the dark It feeds from the runs undone Come, taste the wine Come, surf the clouds Meet me where the cliff greets the sea Leave the sleep and let the springtime
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Do not be afraid Puts the fear of God in me We saw birth and death Can't we be still What makes you kind From where comes your sparkling mind Was it under the earth? Tied up in a knot Which I forgot you were ever there
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I want to love you (P-Y-T) Pretty young thing You need some lovin' (T-L-C) Tender lovin' care And I'll take you there Na na na na Where did you come from lady And ooh won't you take me there
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Come on over, come on in You can unwind, take a load off your mind Pull up a seat-take a load off your feet Get away somewhere, take a trip Take a break, take control Take advice from someone you know Get a life-get a grip Make a wish-make a move
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Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto I'm from the motherfucking slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run You ain't shit without no gun In the ghetto (ghetto) Ghetto (ghetto)
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That's where I come from Back where I come from Where I'll be when it's said and done And I'm proud as anyone Well, in the town where I was raised The clock ticks and the cattle graze Time passed with amazing grace You can lie on a riverbank Or paint
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Don't acknowledge right, just dwell on wrong This spot in hell's where I belong I've come so far, it's been so long Don't know why it started or where it came from Dust begins to fall to the ground (And you sit there and do nothing) The air is cold and
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Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like Tryna make a living Come to my hood Everybody get it And for that paper all the wrong things sound right Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony I'm from
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