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Got my hobnails
I got the jitter shakes
Diamond Hoo Ha Man
I do what it takes
All I got, is all I need
Oh, but what I really want
Is in my dreams
When the sun goes down
I just can't resist
Bite me!
Got to get you in my suitcase
Oh, can't you see
I want you
Got to get you in my suitcase
I'm going to hot tail
To the motel
Love you all night long
Oh my baby bell (?)
All I got, is all I need
Oh, but what I really want
Is in my dreams
When you hold me down
I just can't resist
Bite me!
I got to get you in my suitcase
It's duty free, I gotcha
Now I got you in my suitcase
When the sun goes down
I just can't resist
Bite me!
I got to get you in my suitcase
Oh, can't you see
I want you
Gonna take you in my suitcase, suitcase
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I'm losing sleep
So I walk these dirty streets
I heal bad blood
Run through this neighbourhood
I don't get it
This bed ain't filled with romance
This life ain't living
It's screaming in my face
All right
On my knees, yeah
Much too late
I don't believe that
Many ?????
And all night long, yeah
The city's dreaming
I can't forget you
You're all I got, my love
Oh in the side street shadows
I gotta hold my head up
There's a stale street stench
Got a stranglehold
Oh milk and honey
Won't heal my heartache
Gotta take that chance, yeah
And dance through life
On my knees, yeah
Much too late
I don't believe that
Many ?????
And all night long
The city's dreaming
I can't forget you
it's all I got my love, ooooh
I'm on my knees, yeah
Much too late
I don't believe that
Many ?????
And all night long
The city's dreaming
I can't forget you
You're all I got my love
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Little hard to get
But I got time for you
Yeah. It’s hard to move on
So why don’t you come back
Well I’m an intelligent guy
But am I wasting my time
I tried talking to you
And I’m starting to wonder
Can’t shake the rebel in you
'n hands down your beautiful
Get the feeling that you cannot move now
'n hands down your beautiful
You’re some kind of fascination
'n hands down your beautiful
You’re in the land that time forgot
I wouldn’t wait for you
Now it’s happening again
So why don’t you come back
Ohh many times you’ve been
Sailing out of you
Yeah it’s always the same
Now I’m starting to wonder
Can’t stop the rebel in you
'n hands down your beautiful
Get the feeling that you cannot move now
'n hands down your beautiful
You’re some kind of fascination
'n hands down your beautiful
Can’t save the rebel in you
'n hands down your beautiful
Get the feeling that you cannot move now
'n hands down your beautiful
Can’t stop the rebel in you
'n hands down your beautiful
Get the feeling that you cannot lose now
'n hands down your beautiful
You’re some kind of fascination
'n hands down your beautiful
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Ever wondered how we all get through
Maybe someone's watching over you
All the shit that we face every day
It somehow works itself out anyway
In the back of a stolen car
Doing 80 with the headlights off
That's when I needed you
Ever wondered how we all get through
Maybe someone's watching over you
When the ground is falling fast beneath
You somehow find yourself back on your feet
In the middle of a shady bar
Broken bottles flying through the air
That's when I needed you
Out of my sorrows
Living out hollow steel
I looked at our photos
For hours and hours
In the back of a stolen car
Doing 80 with the headlights off
That's when I needed you, oh
That's when I needed you
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Find your dreams in animal scenes down at the nightclub
She's got a pill, I like what I feel yeah, I'm going to lose it
Do what you want, and do it again
I wanted a change of mood again
Well I didn't mean to, try and deceive you, now I'm feeling so blue
Yes I hurt you, baby I love you, and I want you to come home now
I always try to walk around, but I couldn't see you
So many times, you said you'd leave, but I didn't believe it
I know what I want, and can't explain
I'll do it again, I'll do it again
Well I didn't mean to, try and deceive you, now I'm feeling so blue
Yes I hurt you, baby I love you, and I want you to come home now
Insight from waiting, I could take you home, but hanging on ?????
Well I didn't mean to, try and deceive you, now I'm feeling so blue
Yes I hurt you, baby I love you, and I want you to come home now
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Tumbled down the stairs
Cracked in the morning
Screaming cherubs in my head
Shooting arrows all around
It ain't enough to make me frown
Well, turned on the television
Opened the papers
The headlines shouted about,
We're on our knees, the end is really nigh
That ain't enough to make me cry
The return of inspiration
The return of inspiration
Little big man
Work in the city
This place is a modern place
The women, they must think he's so tall
Maybe no one told him that he's small
Ten finger spigot
Counting the pennys
That don't mean he's only happy
When he's talking you down
That ain't enough to make me frown
The return of inspiration
The return of inspiration
Ain't got no problems, no
Just complications
Ain't enough confusion
The return of inspiration
The return of inspiration
The return of Saturday, again
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Lost sight, looking for a way out
It's a good time, to get your head together
Oh, bloodshot, don't wanna see you washed up
In a hotel, I'll come up and check you out
This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own
Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run
You feel that you wouldn't take a fall
Oh, she said you used to be a heart breaker
There is no fun, sleeping with a shotgun
With your head back, you look to meet your maker, maker
This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own
Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run
When you're rattled and cold
Stoned, you can't feel it all
So don't throw it all away
Cos you never get it back
Lost love, I'm a great adventure
Oh, so pick it up and put it back together
When you're knocked down, it's hard to understand
When opportunity is holding out her hand
This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own
Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run
This is the call to arms, wake up boy, you're on your own
Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run
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Ghost of a friend came down to me
Singing, "Don't go back to Misery"
She spread out her wings and said, "Listen to me
This ain't no place for you to be"
Oh my darling, you can set me free
So I packed up my sorrows and I followed her down
To the whistling road heading out of town
The grass is greener off the beaten track
"So come with me and we won't look back"
Oh my darling, I could only try
Yeah, the clowns have taken the town
Yeah, the fools here are running me down
Well, I don't need them around
They got nothin' on you
They got nothin' on you, no
And the lady sings
Now the ghost of a friend is leaving me
For another dark place of misery
But the fire's burning and the winds, they've changed
I know I'll see my friend again
Oh my darling, you have made me see
And it's always the circus in town
With the vultures and the peacocks and hounds
Well I don't need that around
They've got nothin' on you
They've got nothin' on you, no
And the lady sings
You see, there's always a circus in town
With the vultures and the peacocks and hounds
Well I don't need that around
They've got nothin' on you
They've got nothin' on you, no
And the lady sings
And there she goes
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Whiskey and green tea
At the KGV
Whiskey and green tea nearly killed me
At the KGV
My room
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And I'm watching walkin', talkin' dogs
Through corrupted rooms
Oh, being chased by Chinese dragons
The revolving doors
To the thirteenth floor
To be greeted by military rows
And middle-aged school girls
Oh, being chased by Chinese dragons
Whiskey and green tea
At the KGV (sing it loud with me)
Whiskey and green tea nearly killed me
At the KGV
I was found
In a hood town haze
Crawling up the big city walls
Like a bomb square bandit
Oh, being chased by William Burroughs
Little rickshaw girl
With a cockshow smile
Looking wild fire in her eyes
Took me out of this world
Oh, being chased by Chinese dragons
Whiskey and green tea
At the KGV (sing it loud with me)
Whiskey and green tea nearly killed me
At the KGV
Whiskey and green tea
At the KGV (sing it loud with me)
Whiskey and green tea nearly killed me
At the KGV
Whiskey and green tea
Whiskey and green tea
Whiskey and green tea nearly killed me
At the KGV
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