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Angel, fly angel fly |
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Angel, angeeeellll, angeeeeeelllllllll ! |
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The one time I didn't know what to do |
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I had a problem with my attitude |
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'cos I never had, never had |
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The young man blues, the blues before |
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Well I know it means none, none to you |
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Everyman's gotta walk in his own shoes |
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Ain't that hard, it sure is hard to see |
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Straight from the heart |
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Can't find nothing on my shopping list |
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I only keep hammerin' the nail I miss |
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I just cannot help, believin', that heaven, is hard on |
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Well I know it don't mean a damn to you |
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The left hand guessin' what the right'll do |
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Now ain't that, ain't that, |
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The way it is, as a matter of fact |
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Straight fron the heart |
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And I'm floating like a swan on a waterbed |
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Drowning in a pond, in a pool of regret |
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Tryin' to remember not to forget |
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How you bring me down with your kiss of death |
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Angel, angel, angeeeeeellllllll |
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I'm entertaining all the Gods for you |
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Buddah and Jezus and the other one too |
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Now ain't that, ain't that |
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Like apple juice, forbidden fruit |
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Moon jump, flyin' back to the sun |
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Cool burn visible for everyone |
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And the blood flows, don't you know |
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All through your body and back to your soul |
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Straight from the haert |
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And I'm floating like a swan on a waterbed |
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Drownin' in a pond, in a pool of regret |
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Tryin' to remember not to forget |
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How you bring me down, with your kiss of death |
