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Little Feat |
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Hoy Hoy |
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China White |
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-- Lowell George |
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I said blow away, blow away |
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This cruel reality |
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And keep me from its storm |
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Suspicion has crept in, and ruined my life |
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I'm messed up, and hassled, and worn |
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Well its pure indignation |
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Just another sensation |
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And I'd like to knock on that door |
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But the boy he keeps on callin' for more |
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Yes and my sweet China White |
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She ain't here tonight |
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And love has robbed me blind |
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So cast away, cast away |
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From this ball full of pain |
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For it sinks beneath the waves |
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Yes and my sweet China White |
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She ain't here tonight |
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Oh and love has robbed me blind |
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Some sweet Maureen has robbed me blind |
