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Somewhere underneath the smoke and light |
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Oh the King, he sings of heaven. |
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Yes, he believes there's a paradise |
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And a band is playing there. |
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Outside there's a black car waiting |
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Filled with lovely ladies for celebration |
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He wipes the tears from his eyes |
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For all his lonely lovemaking |
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Oh yeah. Whenever will you love me? |
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Yeah yeah yeah babe. Whenever will you love me? |
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Flowers fall at his feet |
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Blink through the lights of suspicious minds |
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Oh, I know someday, you'll find your feet |
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I know you'll find your peace of mind |
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Oh, yeah. Whenever will you love me? |
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Yeah yeah yeah, babe. Whenever will you love me? |
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Yeah yeah yeah, babe. Whenever will you love me? |
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Somewhere underneath the smoke and lights |
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Oh the King, he sings of heaven. |
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Yes, I'm sure there's a paradise |
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And brother, he is playing there. |
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Oh, yeah. Whenever will you love me? |
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Yeah yeah yeah, babe. Whenever will you love me? |
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Yeah yeah yeah, babe. Whenever will you love me? |
