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| 1:27 |
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2. |
| 4:21 |
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Shake it up is all that we know
Using the bodies up as we go
Waking up to fantasy
The shades all around
aren't the colors we used to see
Broken ice still melts in the sun
And times that are broken
can often be one again
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Take a look around
You're out of touch
I'm out of time
But I'm out of my head
when you're not around
Reaching out for something to hold
Looking for a love
where the climate is cold
Manic moves and drowsy dreams
Or living in the middle
between the two extremes
Smoking guns hot to the touch
Would cool down if we didn't use them so much
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Too much
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3. |
| 5:25 |
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In the moonlite
Under startlite
Songs old as the night are what I've been dreaming of
Everybody's hard as iron
Locked in a modern world
Dreams are make of a different stuff
I believe love will always be the same
Ways and means are the parts subject to change
M-E-T-H-O-D-O-F-L-O-V-E
It's a method of modern love
I can call you
Got your number
Share my life with you a thousand miles away
If you've hurt me
I haven't shown it
Time's too tight to fight
And we're never face to face
Style is timeless and fashion's only now
We've got the ways no one needs to show us how
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4. |
| 3:42 |
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One lonely eye faces the Queen
How far she goes remains to be seen
She can be hard and she knows it
She plays her heart and doesn't show it
Cold night cold like me
No lov elost betting on the King
And it's a hard unknown
Before the hand is showing
The con is out when the eagle flies
If you know the hand is quicker than the eye
Can I bank on your love
Hands down left high and dry
Games in the night are quicker than the eye
That ain't love or affection
The dealer changed direction
Bets are high and I'm losing enough
Won't anybody play fair with my love
'Cause it's hard not knowing
And my heart is showing
The King is out and the eagle flies
Don't you know the hand is quicker than the eye
Can I bank on your love
Submitted by Michael Hack
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5. |
| 5:26 |
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I feel like I could run away
Looking at a darker day
Oh I'm pulling the shades away from my eyes
It's true the moody manners come and go
And it's better that you never know
Some things are better left unsaid
Some strings are better left undone
Some hearts are better left unbroken
Some lives are better left untouched
Some lies are better off believed
Some words are better left unspoken
My ideas seem to frighten you
Are you really that afraid to move
Oh I guess that it's your right to reason
I'm still dealing with a force that's so strong
The force is stringing us along
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6. |
| 5:40 |
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7. |
| 4:40 |
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8. |
| 3:42 |
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Skin tight soul delight
Changing her life for another
She dreams magazines
Sees herself on the cover
Anything anytime anywhere
It's fitting in that matters
Faithfully she believes in the look he wants to know better
She knows what she wants
She's an all American girl
She knows what she needs
She's a sold American girl
She knows what she knows
She's an all American girl
She does what she does
She's an all American girl
Sold American
She's got a Double Bubble with a bossanova back
She's a real hot pepper and I like it like that
It's all right you don't have to change your way
You're all right I'm hoping the best part stays
She knows what she wants
She's an all American girl
She knows what she needs
She's a sold American girl
She knows what she knows
She's an all American girl
She does what she does
She's an all American girl
Sold American
Street smart close to the heart gotta be real
More than the clothes you wear
You know what you've got look to your heart
You carry your history there
Submitted by Michael Hack
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9. |
| 4:35 |
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You know there's something you need
Right here and now
To fill the space inside of yourself
Money love or power
When you want to have the number one first run anyone
You're crazy 'til you own them
You ought to know better than that
The more that you buy the less you get back
It's a case of possession obsession
Gimme Gimme
The compulsion to count the percentage of time
Spent between two lovers
Can turn an hour into a crime
And all the good times suffer
Though you know it's only jealousy
You can't help but be
Haunted by your passion
Don't you know it's a matter of fact
The more that you take the less you give back
Just a taste of possession obsession
Brings a case of possession obsession
Gimme GImme
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10. |
| 7:42 |
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Shake it up is all that we know
Using the bodies up as we go
Waking up to fantasy
The shades all around
aren't the colors we used to see
Broken ice still melts in the sun
And times that are broken
can often be one again
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Take a look around
You're out of touch
I'm out of time
But I'm out of my head
when you're not around
Reaching out for something to hold
Looking for a love
where the climate is cold
Manic moves and drowsy dreams
Or living in the middle
between the two extremes
Smoking guns hot to the touch
Would cool down if we didn't use them so much
We're soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Too much
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11. |
| 7:49 |
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In the moonlite
Under startlite
Songs old as the night are what I've been dreaming of
Everybody's hard as iron
Locked in a modern world
Dreams are make of a different stuff
I believe love will always be the same
Ways and means are the parts subject to change
M-E-T-H-O-D-O-F-L-O-V-E
It's a method of modern love
I can call you
Got your number
Share my life with you a thousand miles away
If you've hurt me
I haven't shown it
Time's too tight to fight
And we're never face to face
Style is timeless and fashion's only now
We've got the ways no one needs to show us how
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12. |
| 6:31 |
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You know there's something you need
Right here and now
To fill the space inside of yourself
Money love or power
When you want to have the number one first run anyone
You're crazy 'til you own them
You ought to know better than that
The more that you buy the less you get back
It's a case of possession obsession
Gimme Gimme
The compulsion to count the percentage of time
Spent between two lovers
Can turn an hour into a crime
And all the good times suffer
Though you know it's only jealousy
You can't help but be
Haunted by your passion
Don't you know it's a matter of fact
The more that you take the less you give back
Just a taste of possession obsession
Brings a case of possession obsession
Gimme GImme
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13. |
| 6:40 |
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