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(Bob Dylan) |
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Buckets of rain |
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Buckets of tears |
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Got all them buckets coming out of my ears |
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Buckets of moonbeams in my hand |
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You got all the love honey baby |
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I can stand. |
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I been meek |
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And hard like and oak |
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I seen pretty people disappear like smoke |
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Friends will arrive friends will disappear |
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If you want me honey baby |
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I'll be there. |
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I like your smile |
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And your fingertips |
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I like the way that you move your lips |
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I like the cool way you look at me |
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Everything about you is bringing me |
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Misery. |
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Little red wagon |
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Little red bike |
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I ain't no monkey but I know what I like |
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I like the way you love me strong and slow |
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I'm taking you with me honey baby |
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When I go. |
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Life is sad |
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Life is a bust |
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All ya can do is do what you must |
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You do what you must do and ya do it well |
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I'll do it for you honey baby |
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Can't you tell? |
