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THE MUSIC |
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Baby Baby |
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Don't be late, |
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World is ending I can't change the way I feel about you now, |
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New York is cold as ever, |
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Still I go out every night, hide myself among the lights, |
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Waitin' all the pretty things..city brings |
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But as glisten'n and they shine, |
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like the stars we're born to die, |
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like these roses we all fade.. |
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I'm counting the cars, |
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I'm three way below, |
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lost in the music, |
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all the foolishness of our lies, |
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spin wild off control, |
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lost in the music..in the music |
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David Usher |
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Baby Baby |
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Please don't cry, wipe the guilt out from your eyes, |
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Lay conscious on the bed, there's no one innocent here, |
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In the mirror you'll find faith, |
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Plastic flowers never fade...we all turn to grey.. |
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I'm counting the cars, |
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I'm three way below, |
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lost in the music, |
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all the foolishness of our lies, |
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spin wild off control, |
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lost in the music...in the music... |
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I lost my way, I lost it all.. |
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I lost my way.. |
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Baby Baby |
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Please don't cry, wipe the guilt out from your eyes, |
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Bottles glisten'n and they shine, |
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Like the stars we're born to die, |
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Like these roses we all fade.. |
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I'm counting the cars, |
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I'm three way below, |
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lost in the music, |
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all the foolishness of our lies, |
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too wild off control, |
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lost in the music.. |
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I'm counting the cars, I'm three way below.. |
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Counting the lights, and you know that all.. |
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Counting the cars, I'm three way below.. |
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Lost in the music.. |
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in the music.. |
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in the music.. |
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in the music.. |
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in the music.. |
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in the music.. |
