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There once was a woman
A strange kind of woman
The kind that gets written down in history
Her name was Nancy
Her face was nothing fancy
She left a trail of happiness and misery
I loved her
Everybody loved her
She loved everyone and gave them good return
I tried to take her
I even tried to break her
She said, I ain't for takin' won't you ever learn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman
She looked like a raver
But I could never please her
On Wednesday mornings boy you can't go far
I couldn't get her
But things got better, she said
Saturday nights from now on, baby, you're my star
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman
Ooh, my soul, I love you
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman
She finally said she loved me
I wed her in a hurry
No more callers and I glow with pride
I'm dreaming
I feel like screaming
I won my woman just before she died
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I had a strange kind of woman
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Gillan-Holland-Moran-Steele-Wintour
I want to make you feel
as if you want to let me make you tonight
My head is saying yes
my body tells me that it would be so nice
Nobody gonna know about the things we're gonna do
Oh baby I need you
When you are moving slow
as if you want to show me all your delights
It makes me shiver I get that burning
we got to make it tonight
Nobody gives a damn about the things we're gonna do
Oh baby I need you
I feel a thrill each time
I touch your body the pain it hurts me so
You're gonna feel the rush of love about the stroke of nine
Oh baby I feel fine
You make me feel so good
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I saw her in the gloom
As she moved across the room
The animal was burning in her eye
She took him by the hand
But he didn't understand her
He wouldn't be the one to satisfy
Got to wait no mistake
I've got to take my chance
Be there beware
The secret of the dance
I moved a little closer
So maybe I could show her
The way I felt the way I knew
It was more than a game
I was getting loaded
So I touched her and exploded
That was it I knew my life
Would never be the same
It's too late I can't escape
I went and blew my chance
And so I'll never know
The secret of the dance.
As she dances
Feel her power
Notice how her
Thighs entrance
And draw you to
The secret of the dance
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Get your hands onto this one
Screw it down I've never missed one
Keep alive never losing
95 I'm barely cruising
Go with the roller go
Say what the dirty roller say
Get in the roller
Do what the dirty roller do
Keep your hands on my lever
Watch it while I stab your beaver
He's no good he's no more boy
I'm the ruler he's the poor boy
When I'm dead when it's over
You can have my dirty roller
Smear my blood on your body
And you'll get no shit
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You make me so nervous that you'd better move away
You make me so nervous, I'll hurt you so move away
You do what is right for me
Behave so considerately
You make me nervous
You planned out my future, you tell me what I should say
You wouldn't know, would you, you're dragging me down each day
I'm leaving you can't you see
There's no more you and me
It makes me nervous
I really believed you when you said you tried to help
But now I'm looking right through you and you only helped yourself
I'm leaving now can't you see
There's no more you and me
You make me nervous
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If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standing up
And talking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
Well I'm evil, so don?t you mess around with me
Ive never looked for trouble
But I've never ran
I dont take no orders
From no kind of man
I'm only made out
Of flesh, blood and bone
But if you're gonna start a rumble
Don't you try it on alone
Because Im evil, my middle name is misery
Well I'm evil, so don?t you mess around with me
I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
So don't mess around don?t mess around don?t mess around with me
I'm evil, I'm evil, evil, evil
So don't mess around, don't mess around with me
I'm evil, I tell you I'm evil
So don't mess around with... me
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The touch of your skin
Alive and glistening
What are you doing to me
You've got a hold on me
The smile in your eye
Your breath and your sigh
What are you doing to me
When will you come to me
I want to be beside you
I want to be inside you
How can I wait much longer
My love is growing stronger
Will you love me
Baby will you stay with me, love me
Will you hold me and love me
I need you, we must be together
Will you stay here forever
If I sing softly to you
Your body so near
The joy and the fear
Soon we shall be as one
I want to be beside you
I want to be inside you
How can I wait much longer
My love is growing stronger
Will you love me
Baby will you stay with me, love me
Will you hold me and love me
I need you, we must be together
Will you stay here forever
If I sing softly to you
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Sitting here with the bottom line
You wanna know what
I'm gonna take my time
It maybe good but it could be bad it…
It drives me mad oh
Sitting here like a lunatic
You wanna know what
Don't make you sick
Yes I may be right I may be wrong
But you can't sing my song
Looking deep in my moody eyes
Feeling good well
I got a big surprise
You're the one that I'm aiming at you
You stupid prat
I'm on the edge of insanity
But wait a minute now
Is it you or me
Lock me up if I've done you wrong
You'll never sing my song
Bluesy blue sea won't you favour me
Bluesy blue sea won't you savour me
I live loosely not too bravely
Bluesy blue sea won't you save me
Gotta dream in December days
I can't reach it but
I'm gonna change my ways
Forget the wind and forget the snow you gotta
Let me go oh
Sitting here like a lunatic
You wanna know what
Don't it make you sick
I may be right and I may be wrong
Wish I could sing your song
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There ain't no more cane on the Brazos
They ground it all up in molasses
Captain don't you do me like you done your poor shine
Well they drove that poor Billy 'til he went stone blind
You want to come on the river in 1904
You could find many dead men most every road
If you going on the river in 1910
They was driving the woman like they drive the men
Why don't you rise up you dead men
Help me drive my road
Why don't you rise up you dead men
Help me drive my road
Well there's some in the building
And there's some in the yard
There's some in the graveyard
And there's some going home
Why don't you wake up you people
And lift up your heads
You may get your pardon
But you may end up dead
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I know it won't be easy
I've got to get you out of my mind
I don't want this way of living
The blind are leading the blind
Picking it up putting it down
I'm getting tired, too many shades of brown
If a life's worth living, it's worth living good
I'm gonna live it just the way I think I should
Oh drink a bottle of wine
Be a friend of mine
When the spirit releases the anger decreases
And primitive races can capture their places
And serve at the table and study the faces
Of the pillars of Universal wisdom
I got that body fever
You put temptation right in my face
My spirit's rising but
They want me back in my place
You gotta buy it, you gotta try it
Can't do without it and it will not be denied
(Are you saying there's nothing here for me?)
You want a god, you want a guide
Come here boy; gonna take you for a ride
Oh drink a bottle of wine
Old friend of mine
When the madness descends on the planet
That's governed by money and hunger
And hate and disaster
Misunderstanding that goes hand in hand
With our glistening prophets of doom
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A hat shaped head
A shoe shaped foot
A kennel shaped dog
A dancing nylon shirt
A man shaped woman
B alloon shaped air
G lass shaped beer
A dancing nylon shirt
A comfort shaped creature
A n office shaped accountant
A car shaped driver
A dancing nylon shirt
C ow shaped milk
A pencil shaped word
A denim shaped designer
A dancing nylon shirt
A tartan shaped approach
A dancing nylon shirt
A dancing nylon shirt
A dancing nylon shirt
I've got to make up my mind
I've got to make up my mind
A power shaped nap
A car shaped fanny
A god shaped preacher
A dancing nylon shirt
A n honest politician
A rock shaped band
A bell shaped tent
A dancing nylon shirt
A month shaped head
A well shaped cat
A dong shaped bell
A dancing nylon shirt
A sharp edged card
A bottle shaped message
A tongue shaped kiss
A dancing nylon shirt
A girl shaped dress
A dancing nylon shirt
A dancing nylon shirt
A dancing nylon shirt
A dancing nylon shirt
A dancing nylon shirt
The fire of life is burning
Burning through the light in my eye
Use imagination
You can tell if it's a joke or a lie
Ooh reach for a bottle of wine
That good old friend of mine
When the seeds of our children
Are blown in the wind and they land in the sand
Where they wither and die
And we reach for the sky
And the desperate truth
That we never could grasp
Becomes clear
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