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NEVER SHOULD'VE STARTED
WRITERS ERIC CLAPTON, STEPHEN BISHOP
Holy Mother, where are you?
Tonight I feel broken in two.
I've seen the stars fall from the sky.
Holy mother, can't keep from crying.
Oh I need your help this time,
Get me through this lonely night.
Tell me please which way to turn
To find myself again.
Holy mother, hear my prayer,
Somehow I know you're still there.
Send me please some peace of mind;
Take away this pain.
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait any longer.
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait for you.
Holy mother, hear my cry,
I've cursed your name a thousand times.
I've felt the anger running through my soul;
All I need is a hand to hold.
Oh I feel the end has come,
No longer my legs will run.
You know I would rather be
In your arms tonight.
When my hands no longer play,
My voice is still, I fade away.
Holy mother, then I'll be
Lying in, safe within your arms.
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She lives life with hungry ears
Well that's like Julie borned in the air
Riding away on the horses that run through my life
You think I'm fun just watching the game
But Julie you're messing with a naked flame
I'm a dangerous rain that wash all your lies away
Well I never, Julie you're the shape of sin
But I can strut boy, when the line dance begins
So cool it Julie or I'm gonna do you in
CHORUS:
Julie, Julie why do you taunt me
Julie, Julie you're lying
Julie, Julie Why do you haunt me
Julie, oh Julie you lying b****
Well you think I'm just flying
With strings of a kite
But Julie I hope you're not for oblige
I'm flying higher
And I am the one holding the knife
He's all that I got and he's all that I want
Well Julie for the last time enough is enough
Take it from me you'll meet no meaner woman, no
Chorus x 2
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TAKE IT FROM THE BOYS
So scared I never been
Too hard to keep it in
Good girl, independent citizen
But you can't go back
No they never let you back
Same dance different hall
Some guys they get it all
But you can't go back
And they're ready to attack
And you can't go back
And you're terrified
You're gonna fall
(Chorus:)
Take it from the boys in the street
Take it from the boys
Take it from the boys that you meet
Making all that noise
They got you sipping
On a dry martini on a rack
They're slipping out
The back door no slack
Maybe it's the same
With every man you meet
You might as well be wise
And take it from the boys
In the streets
Take it from the boys
Take it from the boys
You might as well be wise
And take it from the boys
In the streets
Take it from the boys
Take it from the boys
You might as well be wise
And take it from the boys
Do this and promise that
Well that's how they're all about
Watch out, you're dealing with a photostat
When they say they care it's a bonify affair
Look out, beware of the businessman
Express American, he'll be gone so fast
Cause he travels first class
With his now and powie stash
And his heart unofficial glass
(Chorus x2)
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WE ALL FLY HOME
Suddenly now
I'm beginning to see clear
Well I'm free again
Making me feel all right
Look at me now
No more going through changes
Cause a little outrageous
Right there in the night
[Chorus:]
Sooner or later,
You got to let down your shield
Sooner or later, yeah
We all fly home
Well we all fly home
And when on a cold black night
Gives up a fight
We all fly home
Well where will you turn
When you're tired of running
Will you hear me calling,
Telling you which way to go
Don't pretend that you
Don't feel the danger
Cause it's the only stranger
Out there in the cold
[Chorus x2]
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Stuck in L.A., ain't got no friends
And so Hollywood nuts, too many dead ends
Life on the streets is no where to live
Do I pack my bags or dare switch
Just sold my car, I sold it for junk
I can't pay my rent so I take the bus
It's the first time
I been in such a cold place
Where the temperature is 88
CHORUS:
88 degrees
Lord it's so hot, so damn hot
Trying to make a deal
But somehow I'm stopped
Cause the pace is so heavy
Maybe it cause the weather
Yeah, yeah
I'm set in the mood for you
You remember the time
You remember the time
Yes, I'm the deal for a whole lot of dough
I'm hoping success turns ten years to gold
Finally I'm happening and I set in the press
You ask me what it's like to be famous
Chorus
Remember the time
Cause when in your face
You could start to get angry
Is it me or just this place
One thing is for sure
You got to work so hard
Sure feels this ain't no place for broken hearts
Just ask me tomorrow if you love you
Chorus
Stuck in L.A., ain't go no friends
And so Hollywood nuts, too many dead ends
Life on the streets is no where to live
You ask me what it's like to be famous
Chorus
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YOU KNOW IT
WITH LES DUDECK
You're the kinda of girl
You can't get next to
Shylying when I walked by you
But you danced in my dreams
Ooh you're smile so nice to see
Send the deepest part of me in a trance
In a trance
[Chorus:]
Pretty baby, but you know it
But you know it
So if you want me baby
Well then show it
You know it, you know it
Well I love to love you
But I'm no fool
Seen this game
And what it can do to romance
Tomorrow menace
How can you love someone else
You don't give yourself a chance
So take a chance
[Chorus]
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Come from the suburbs into the city
They say you can make it
If you're young and pretty
Dreams must be tall
Ain't it a pity
But they say you can make it
If you're young and pretty
So I sit inside my dressing room
Waiting for the band to play
And I wonder what is left to loose
Where is anyone, any way
Outside a neon, face from exhaustion
Screaming with promise of what's inside
But nobody's watching
I go for the money, my wallet's a liar
Nothing inside cause the world is on fire
So I give them that old routine
No one listens, any way
When I fight for what it means
God I wish I had someone here today
So I give them that old routine
No one listens, any way
When I fight for what it means
God I wish I had someone here today
Come from the suburbs into the city
They say you can make it
If you're young and pretty
Come from the sidelines into the city
They say you can make it
If you're young and pretty
They say you can make it
If you're young and pretty
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You know you love your man
Two hundred miles an hour
Drinking up the fumes
And you're never more alive
When you feel his power
You gotta have it today
Cause a woman gets hot
You're racing for the man in the cloak
Ah you're living your life on fire
You see, but it's out of bounds company
CHORUS:
(Fast company)
I with the lights, heart beats
Dancing to the music
Lord I just burst into fire
No wonder I can't sleep
I got a feeling today
I wanna get all hot
All my dreams explodes with a shot
Lord I'd be living
My life on the Caribbean Sea
But it's out of bounds company
(Fast company)
You see you're on the way to come
You say you're one your way to go
Baby the heart's speaking paradise
But you - Help me
Get your big life
Fast company
Chorus
(Fast company)
You see you're on the way to come
You say you're one your way to go
Baby the heart's speaking paradise with me
Fast Company
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