| Lyrics | Song | Original Artist |
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| 'Kiss today goodbye. The sweetness and the sorrow. Wish me luck, the same, to you.' | |
| 'Is it getting better? Or do you feel the same? Will it make it easier on you now? You've got someone to blame.' | |
| 'Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality. Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see.' | |
| 'Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter, life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter.' | |
| 'Don't know much about your life. Don't know much about your world, but, don't wanna be alone tonight, on this planet they call Earth.' | |
| 'Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world. She took the midnight train going anywhere. Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detroit. He took the midnight train going a | |
| 'Hands. Touching hands. Reaching out, touching me, touching you.' | |
| 'Life is a mystery. Everyone must stand alone. I hear you call my name, and it feels like home.' | |
| 'Baby can't you see? I'm callin'. A guy like you should wear a warning. It's dangerous. I'm falling.' | |
| 'If I looked all over the world, and there's every type of girl, well your empty eyes seemed to pass me by.' | |
| | Lyrics | Song | Original Artist |
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| 'You say yes, I say no, You say stop, and I say go, go, go. Oh no.' | |
| 'Each morning I get up, I die a little. Can barley stand on my feet. Take a look in the mirror and cry.' | |
| 'Yeah I'm sorry, I can't afford a Ferrari. But that don't mean I can't get you there. I guess she's an Xbox, and I'm more an Atari, but the way you play your game ain't fair.' | |
| 'Every time that I look in the mirror. All these lines on my face, getting clearer. The past is gone.' | |
| 'Then I was young and unafraid, and dreams were made, and used, and wasted. there was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted.' | |
| 'I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand. I want your love. Love, love, love, I want your love.' | |
| 'You ain't got no kind of feeling inside. I got something that will sure no set your stuff on fire. You refuse to put anything before your pride. What I got, will knock all your pr | |
| 'Oh please, say to me, you'll let me be your man. And please say to me...' | |
| 'Happiness hit her, like a train on a track. Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back. She hid around corners and she hid under beds. She killed it with kisses.' | |
| 'So, if you're mad, get mad. Don't hold it all inside, come on and talk to me now. Hey, why you got to hide. I get angry, too. Well I'm a lot like you.' | |
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