Oh Oh Ohhh Oh Oh Ohhh Baby As long as the night is colored Blue and black Oh yeah yeah yeah As long as you're on your knees And she's not on her back
It's Christmas Baby, please come home (Yeah!) The snow's coming down I'm watching it fall Watching the people around Baby please come home The
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Angel, everything's gonna be alright Angel, everything's gonna work out tonight Thirteen years old, sweet as rose Every petal of her wafer thin Love
I don't know you And you don't know the half of it I had a starring role I was the bad guy who walked out They say be careful where you aim 'Cause where
Tie these shoes To get the right blues Get sick, get hit Be inside this Be alone, get high Monkey on the door Get the city in the shoes It's burning,
skips"] next to you [Music fades out, then back in] Any wanna gonna man of wanna buy a taking you down I was thinking of you Round about wanna gonna say Any other
My heart is longing for you, love I cared for you more then you knew Though you have broken each promise Yesterday's dreams are untrue Alone, I'll
Fortunate Son Some folks are born made to wave the flag Yeah, the red, white, and blue When the band plays 'Hail To The Chief' Yeah, they'll point the
I heard there was a secret chord That David played to pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music do you It goes like this, the fourth the fifth
Happiness is a warm gun Happiness is a warm gun She's not a girl who misses much She's not a girl who misses much Mother Superior jump the gun Mother
Once you get a chance You come to baby Right back, you call me down Used to think you wanted nothing to do Was to say nothing at all You went like
Bono: "Turn up the voice. Yeah, nice. A little reverb in there." Bono: "Adam, just change back. Back to where you were." It works searching Those
(Yeah) I... I'm a humble guy No, really I try You know it's hard sometimes You... Yeah, you're messed up too My brother's gonna get through Working
I... I'm a humble guy No, really I try Though it's hard sometimes True... I'm hard working too Working it up to get to see you Shame, shame Make shampoo
You don't know how you took it You just know what you got Oh Lordy you've been stealing From the thieves and you got caught In the headlights Of a stretch
(Hear the spin...whoa!) I was aching, the darkest night To give up in the darkness of the night So you enter to give me love I'll be there when you