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She asked me maybe |
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I could share her sorrow |
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For all the men that tried to treat her wrong |
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Though just a baby, awaiting her tomorrow |
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It's rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long |
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She needs an answer to her confusion |
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Someone to guide her with tenderness |
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But then she's askin' for a solution |
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All that she gets, you know, is something like this |
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I don't know where we come from |
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Don't know where we're goin' to |
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But if all this should have a reason |
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We would be the last to know |
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So let's just hope there is a promised land |
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Hang on 'til then as best as you can |
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Everybody's ill, you know it fills her with compassion |
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That's why she tries to save the world alone |
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She helps the needy in her own fashion |
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And tries to give them all her own |
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She needs an answer to her confusion |
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Someone to guide her with a tenderness |
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But when she's askin' for a solution |
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All that she gets, you know, is something like this |
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I don't know where we come from |
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Don't know where we're goin' to |
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But if all this should have a reason |
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We would be the last to know |
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So let's just hope there is a promised land |
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Hang on 'til then as best as you can |
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Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long |
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Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long |
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Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long... |
