Song by Opening Lyrics (1990s)

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Can you name the songs from the 1990s whose opening lyrics are given?

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Opening LyricsSongArtist
She's into superstitions: black cats and voodoo dolls. I feel a premonition that girl's gonna make me fall.
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me; I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed.
She don't care about my car, and she don't care about my money. And that's real good cause I don't got a lot to spend. But if I did it wouldn't mean nothing.
You say that we've got nothing in common, no common ground to start from, and we're falling apart.
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend.
Come and close the curtains 'cause all we need is candlelight. You and me and a bottle of wine. Gonna hold you tonight.
They made up their minds and they started packing. They left before the sun came up that day.
Could you whisper in my ear the things you want to feel? I'll give you anything to feel it coming.
Oh, life is bigger. It's bigger than you, and you are not me. The lengths that I will go to.
Yeah...I like it when the girls stop by.. In the summer. Do you remember? Do you remember? When we met, that summer?
Look into my eyes. You will see what you mean to me. Search your heart. Search your soul. And when you find me there, you'll search no more.
Load up on guns and bring your friends. It's fun to lose and to pretend.
You and me, we come from different worlds. You like to laugh at me when I look at other girls.
I thought I saw a man brought to life. He was warm. He came around like he was dignified. He showed me what it was to cry.
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful stop me and steal my breath. Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky never revealing their depth.
Opening LyricsSongArtist
How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Where were you while we were getting high?
Is it getting better, or do you feel the same? Will it make it easier on you now you got someone to blame?
A lonely mother gazing out of her window, staring at her son that she just can't touch. If at any time he's in a jam, she'll be by his side.
I used to think that I could not go on. And life was nothing but an awful song.
Six a.m. Day after Christmas. I throw some clothes on in the dark.
When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye. You're just like an angel. Your skin makes me cry.
If God had a name, what would it be? And would you call it to His face? If you were faced with Him in all His glory, what would you ask if you had just one question?
Psychic spies from China try to steal your mind's elation. And little girls from Sweden dream of silver screen quotations.
Hangin' round downtown by myself and I had so much time to sit and think about myself and then there she was.
Man it's a hot one. Like seven inches from the midday sun. Well I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone but you stay so cool.
Wake up kids, we've got the dreamers' disease. Age fourteen, we've got you down on your knees.
In my eyes, indisposed, in disguise as no one knows, hides the face, lies the snake, the sun in my disgrace.
She doesn't own a dress. Her hair is always a mess. Catch her stealing, she won't confess. She's Beautiful.
You say I only hear what I want to. You say I talk so all the time... so.
When I was young I knew everything. She, a punk who rarely ever took advice. Now I'm guilt-stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor.

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