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zuò cí : ASHBY, ROMY DESTRI, JIMMY HARRY, DEBORAH IVEY, ARTIS JR. STEIN, CHRISTOPHER |
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There' s no sin in this, getting dressed to kill |
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Laughing down the sun like a jackal will |
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With his eyes ablaze, yeah, and his lips apart |
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He' s gonna fill his cup with the love in your heart |
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And drink it up till the morning starts |
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Circulate the red light mistress |
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Get the girls and get their sisters |
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Pinch em' up and give em' blisters |
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Kiss em' fierce with all his might forever |
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Bye, bye to another life |
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Bye, bye to another life |
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Bye, bye to another life |
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Bye, bye to another life |
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Standing on the verge of the edge of the ledge |
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Waiting for me to fall but then |
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I got a call |
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It said, wait hold up homie, you must be trippin' |
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You can' t be putting that sippin' and whippin' up in your pippin' |
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You better stand tall, fool you was born to ball |
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Took a little fall and now you wanna end it all |
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You' ve been chasing dreams like a hound dog on the hunt |
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Take your place in the front, put your hand on the pump |
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And it' s right in your grasp man |
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I know they' re laughing but you' ll be laughing later' |
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Cuz time' s are gonna get greater |
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You' s a player and when |
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I say player |
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I mean player ' cuz your daddy and your uncle was a player |
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Who' s gonna cry for ya? |
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Who' s gonna cry over you? |
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Who' s gonna cry for ya? |
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Who' s gonna cry over you? |
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Put yourself in your position |
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You ain' t wantin' no fight no food |
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Ain' t no want and no light |
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So you must be doing all right |
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But wait a minute, something' s wrong |
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It' s lunatic it' s mad insane busted like a water main |
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Indulgence in another vein |
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What they' re saying round the neighborhood |
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Is what he' s drinking' s not aged in wood |
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He' s filling out |
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He' s all blowed up |
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He' s all blowed up |
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He' s gotten fat |
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He' s filling out |
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He' s all blowed up |
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He' s all blowed up |
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He' s gotten fat |
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And sure enough at the midnight lounge |
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There' s a dent in the seat where the vampire sat |
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Bye, bye to another life |
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Bye, bye to another life |
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Living dead is doing time |
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Like drowning on the circle line |
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Who' s gonna cry for ya? |
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Who' s gonna cry over you? |
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Who' s gonna cry for ya? |
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Who' s gonna cry over you? |
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Who' s gonna cry over you? |
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Cry over you? |
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Tell me would they lie for you? |
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Die for you? |
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You' re hoping that it' s true for you do for you fool |
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But who' s gonna cry? |
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Who' s gonna cry |