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Candy
03:03
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Here comes that girl, the afternoon treat
The way she walks the walk, and talks the talk
Makes my heart skip a beat
But she's cool, keeps it calm and clean
and each night I cry she's there, but only in my dreams
But she's sweet, like candy
And her tastes, a little sweet for me
So I moved on over, said bye bye
I got plenty more stars in my nightlife
But she's sweet, like candy
And she makes me feel, like a solemn fool
Torn and frayed, old and grey
Just trying to keep my cool
But I know, those lonely nights I'll call
Cause sometimes feeling bad's better than
Feeling nothing at all
But she's sweet, like candy
And her tastes, a little sweet for me
So I moved on over, said bye bye
I got plenty more stars in my nightlife
But she's sweet, like candy
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Lucy's Gone
02:56
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We sit and pray, waste our lives away
when we think of all our wrongs
And everyday I wait for Lucy, is a day I wait to long
So Lucy in the dawn of the morning
I wanna chase you all over, but Lucy's gone
Alone and free, from the lives we lead
and they bring no yesterdays
But thoughts like that, just fall flat
when I think of games we played
I've bashed and crashed, fought and I lost
Left alone in the dirt with just my bad thoughts
and no one will recognize me when Lucy's gone
Every now and then, i think of Lucy's grin
and I know that she'll be fine
And now that lucy's gone I know she was the one
and that's what leaves me crying
So wise men say, to hope and pray
for the strength to change whats wrong
But everyday i wait and beg
for the wisdom to know not
And wait until the dawn of the morning
a new day of change awaits me
and Lucy's gone
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Don't Talk To Me
02:30
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When you said, that we need some time
And I hoped that it treats you right
But when day breaks, and you ache, just walk on by,
and we'll pretend that we're doing fine
But you, you don't talk to me
I won't talk to you, so don't talk to me
And I won't talk to you
And you said, that we'd be just fine
And just friends, was more our style
But some way, your voice, ends up on my line,
and we'll pretend that we're doing fine
But you, you don't talk to me
I won't talk to you, so don't talk to me
And I won't talk to you
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Judy's Walking Alone
04:15
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Here comes Judy, looking pretty
Dancing under the lights of the city
And she don't know that her and I are gonna meet someday
Turns the corner, and starts walking
That's when my staring, turns to stalking
Into the night, we're outta sight, and away we go
Oh it aint so funny , No it aint so funny,
When she's walking alone
There's a sadness lurking in her eyes,
I've seen it there in the stars as they shine
and i don't why it was just a time to see
Calling out in the screams of the night
Do I love it more, her bark or her bight
And last time I saw her she was walking to me
Oh it aint so funny , No it aint so funny,
When she's walking alone
There were many things on my mind
How I'd walk with Judy, any given time
Feeling fine, I go for mine, the days melt away
Oh but the songs we played that night
I knew everything was gonna be alright
And while most people talk, I do the things I say
Here comes Judy, looking pretty
Dancing under the lights of the city..
Oh it aint so funny , No it aint so funny,
When she's walking alone
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