you want to send we back to sea Don't send we back, have mercy upon us We know you don't want us but we've got no one Don't send we back, we've run
LOOK WHO'S BLUE Writer Don Gibson (Look, look, look-a, look who's blue) (Look, look, look-a, look who's blue) Please, please, have pity on me Oh, can
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, don't always look at the rain No, don't always look at the rain Ha, don't always look at the rain And it's oh, don't always look at the rain No, don
but don't touch me (Look but don't touch) Look but don't touch (Look but don't touch) Look but don't touch me (Look but don't touch) Look but don't touch
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: 1-2-3-4 walking like a man, hitting like a hammer, she's a juvenile scam. Never was a quitter, tasty like a raindrop, she's got the look. Heavenly
And you want to send we back to sea Don't send we back, have mercy upon us We know you don't want us but we've got no one Don't send we back, we've run
1-2-3-4 walking like a man, hitting like a hammer, she's a juvenile scam. Never was a quitter, tasty like a raindrop, she's got the look. Heavenly
going or tell me who I?d like to be, I don?t intend to stop my drinkin?, I know I should and it?s clever thinkin?, But don?t tell me... I don?t know
Thinking of poems of poverty Sitting with a tight clenched wrist, thinking how to gain authority Oh what a soft touch of a boy He?d wander with pride
: Dies ist ein Liebeslied, das ich fur Dich nur schrieb. Doch hier, Du ahnst es schon, etwas Information. Ich bin ein Supertyp. Ich seh' gut aus, bin