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September girls do so much
I was your butch and you were touched
I loved you, well, nevermind
I've been crying all the time
December boys got it bad
December boys got it bad
September girls, I don't know why
How can I deny what's inside?
Even though I'll keep away
They will love all our days
December boys got it bad
December boys got it bad
When I get to bed late at night
That's the time she makes things right
Ooh, when she makes love to me
September girls do so much
I was your butch and you were touched
I loved you, well, nevermind
I've been crying all the time
December boys got it bad
December boys got it bad
December boys got it bad, ooh
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She's a schemer and she makes me bad
But I love her a lot those lonely nights
I was in a big room playing my things
Oh I wish she were here she can be so kind
When she's not trying to hide
She tries not to love me but she knows she can
And why don't you come on back from
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I can't be satisfied
what you want me to do
and so I moan
had to leave my home
Love my gull oooh yeh
she got to save my soul
I want a witness I want to testify
How long can this go on?
All night long I was howling
I was a barking dog
aahow aahow
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O my soul, mama
I lose control
Go ahead and shake if you wanna
And I'll never know
Well, come on
You know it's alright
We've got all night
You're driving me mad, now
You shouldn't do that
We're going to get on up
And drink 'til we drop
You're really a nice girl
And I think you're the most
And when we're together
I feel like a boss
Trying to see you
I'd knock off your doors
Dying to see you
I'm down on the floor
I can't get a license
To drive in my car
But I don't really need it
If I'm a big star
Trying to see you
I'd knock off your doors
Dying to see you
I'm down on the floor
Never you mind
Go on and have a good time
Never you mind
Go on and have a good time
Yes, indeed
I can't get a license
To drive in my car
But I don't really need it
If I'm a big star
Trying to see you
I'd knock off your doors
Dying to see you
I'm down on the floor
Hey
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Years ago, my heart was set to live, oh
And I've been trying hard against unbelievable odds
It gets so hard in times like now to hold on
But guns they wait to be stuck by, at my side is God
And there ain't no one going to turn me 'round
Ain't no one going to turn me 'round
There's people around who tell you that they know
And places where they send you, and it's easy to go
They'll zip you up and dress you down and stand you in a row
But you know you don't have to, you could just say no
And there ain't no one going to turn me 'round
Ain't no one going to turn me 'round
Ain't no one going to turn me 'round
Ain't no one going to turn me 'round
I've been built up and trusted
Broke down and busted
But they'll get theirs and we'll get ours if you can
Just-a hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Years ago, my heart was set to live, oh
Though I've been trying hard against strong odds
It gets so hard in times like now to hold on
Well, I'll fall if I don't fight, and at my side is God
And there ain't no one going to turn me 'round
Ain't no one going to turn me 'round
Ain't no one going to turn me 'round
Ain't no one going to turn me 'round
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
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Won't you let me walk you home from school?
Won't you let me meet you at the pool?
Maybe Friday I can
Get tickets for the dance
And I'll take you, ooh ooh
Won't you tell your dad get off my back?
Tell him what we said 'bout Paint It Black
Rock and roll is here to stay
Come inside where it's okay
And I'll shake you, ooh ooh
Won't you tell me what you're thinking of?
Would you be an outlaw for my love?
If it's so, well let me know
If it's no, well I can go
I won't make you, ooh ooh
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I'm in love with a girl
Finest girl in the world
I didn't know I could feel this way
Think about her all the time
Always on my mind
I didn't know about love
All that a man should do is true
All that a man should do is true
I'm in love with a girl
Finest girl in the world
I didn't know this could happen to me
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Hanging out, down the street
The same old thing we did last week
Not a thing to do
But talk to you
Steal your car and bring it down
Pick me up, we'll drive around
Wish we had
A joint so bad
Bust a street light
Out past midnight
Ahh ahh ahh ah
Ahh ahh ahh ah
Hanging out, down the street
The same old thing we did last week
Not a thing to do
But talk to you
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Try to understand what I'm going through
Don't blame me for what folks will do
For some of us it's not a good time
but you've gotta to get used to it
and you'd better resign yourself
You get what you deserve
You ought to find out what it's worth
And you've gotta have a lot of nerve
You just do what pleases you
Go on and sigh out every move
You're gonna get a place in the scene
All God's orphans get face in the dream
You get what you deserve
You ought to find out what it's worth
And you've gotta have a lot of nerve
Too bad
such a drag
So much pain
down the drain
A lot of us ain't got many friends
Try to understand what I'm going through
Don't blame me for what folks will do
For some of us it's not a good time
but you've gotta to get used to it
and you'd better resign yourself
You get what you deserve
You ought to find out what it's worth
And you've gotta have a lot of nerve
You get what you deserve
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I'm driving alone
sad about you
not going home
what's to do
you better not leave me here
better not leave me here
ooh I want you here
how can you leave me here.
I lie in a stream
and floating fine
receiving things
in my beautiful mind
sometimes oh sometimes
sometimes oh sometimes
lover yes I am
Lover you know I am.
Now I'm in a bar
that's got to be where they are
going to dance in the bar
they're going to fight on the floor
faster than I can see.
Now I gonna score
make for the door
Who is this whore ?
soon be beggin drags.
And I'm thinking Christ
nullify my life.
You're going to die
you gonna decease.
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Sitting in the back of a car
Music so loud can't tell a thing
Thinking 'bout what to say
I can't find the lines
You know I love you a lot
I just don't know, should I not?
Waiting for a brighter day
I can't find a way
I'll go on and on with you
Like to fall and lie with you
I love you, too
Wo wo wo
Baby, I'm too afraid
I just don't know if it's okay
Trying to get away
From everything
Why don't you take me home
It's gone too far inside this car
I know I'll feel a whole lot more
When I get alone
I'll go on and on with you
Like to fall and lie with you
I love you, too
Wo wo wo
Sitting in the back of a car
Music so loud can't tell a thing
Thinking 'bout what to say
I can't find the lines
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She don't believe anything and she can
dance oh now all night
so wild when she's a mover
she's so wild.
Draggin fast we go
ooh I dig speed so good
it destroy her in the cruiser
it destroyer.
She name was Marsha
Marsha the name
she look like a dove now
and when she smile like crocodile
She tells the man to go to hell
and where that's at is where I'm coming
from
so wild ooh she's a mover.
She like devil you know
She finds herself in Catholic school
she's wild.
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