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Lil Peep] I just wanna see you smile I just wanna make you mine We can spend time, smoke away the time We can go anywhere you ever wanted, anything you ever dreamed I can make your dreams come true Ill be on my own no crew Out here making these moves Singing these big city blues

Charlie - Sorry Hair full of cowlicks out of control his mother used Vitalis super super hold it's true kids can be so cruel loogies on his coat and charlie never knew he was a full-time mama's boy in second hand clothes i heard a little school girl punched him in the nose well tha

t let the girls hurt your heart Don't let the angry boys tear you apart I know you're tired of not fitting in But it's not fitting in that will Help to begin to show you your beauty Where is the redheaded girl The one with the green lunch box Even though you had a brown p

makes the place a jumpin' The way she moves around She like a rump and rollin' That's when she get it out And when she start a rockin' She bring me to the boil She like to give it out some New satellite blues (new satellite blues) New satellit

of my life has been spiced with romance Too many bedrooms I've slept in by chance Drownin' out my sorrow Longin' for tomorrow Caught up in the big city blues Rain pourin' down from a cold winter sky Don't wanna smile and I'm too sad to cry Clo

to the city, got you on my mind, Country sure is pretty, I'll leave it all behind, This is my decision, I'm comin' home to stay this time. 'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, Fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city. Breathin' all the clean a

you heard that rumour That's going around? You got another man Way across town It's the same old story Tell me when does it end? Yes I heard the news It's the same old blues again Well I wrote you a letter You must have read it wrong I stood at your doorw

t stop believin', that you can't do nothin', get yourself second-hand guitar, and set the world on fire, any old axe will do, anything but a squire, rock city news, you gotta pay your dues at the rock city news, if you want to sing the blues, living on a wing and prayer, out on the strip

know a little man with a little sin he pays fat stacks for a little skin he gets his money for nothin, more than he needs but he don't get chicks for free, no no, not like me charlie wants to watch i think you gonna let him too he thinks you're a fox he says he's go

my name Shave my head Tell my friends that I'm dead Run away from the pain Yesterday is not today (5x) Is not the same Today is gonna be the day that I'm gonna come back to you I know, I did a little blow and I never wrote back to you My love,

two-three-four Let me tell you about the Texas blues I went down south to Dallas To hear those cowboys wail Came across that Billy Gibbons Ridin' on that ZZ trail I just can't lose with the Texas blues I said I just can't lose with the Texas blues The Texas blues G

it's the same rhythm that's played in Memphis The face shows no pain but the beat is the same in New York And speed is just a bird in the night Carries sorrow as it flies no fixed flight It's heard out there You say your name is the same But yo

blues baby, blues I'm in the mood for the blues ...is coming in the... I get the mood for the blues cause my good guy let me down Oh blues, blues, oh blues, oh blues Ah baby I feel the blues when my good guy lets me down I get the blues in the morning, the

I left my home down on the rural route Told my pa I was going stepping out And get the honky tonk blues Stopped into every place in town This city life has really got me down I got the honky tonk blues Went out last night I wore out my shoes Woke up this morning wishing I could lose Tho

e-hey! I got those need a man blues Driving me mad I go those need a man blues Hurting me bad Sweet sweet sweet Is the taste of a man And sweeter still is the taste Of his sweet tasting love Evil, wicked or angel Just give me a man Evil, wic

got the f***ed up blues I got the f***ed up blues Lord what can you do About the f***in f***ed up blues Well the beans have been bakin Upon the camel's hump Like a voodoo curse in an old lady's purse Confetti on my grave I got the f***ed up blues I got the fu

you heard that rumor that's goin' around My baby's got a man, lord way across town Its the same old story Tell me where will it end Yes I heard the news it's the same old blues again Well I wrote you a letter, must have read it wrong Stood at the doorway and baby you was gone Took

was born to sing a good-time song You know that nothin' used to bring me down 'Til the day I fell in love with you And baby that's the day I found... You had me singin' the blues Singin' the blues But a good-time man like me Ain't got no business singin' the b

a letter To the man an the moon Things getting better If he rises up soon He can heal all my pain He can heal all my pain There is nothing to lose Trick the lights fantastic Like the man on the moon Cry the blues out of you Take a look at the man on the moon Now wh

can fool the landlord sp you don't pay the rent You can fool the world and become the president You can fool all the people some the time You can make a million dollars and cry"I don't have a lousy dime" But you can't fool the blues You can't foo

work ain't easy in the hills of Tennessee But things are bad all over my friends keep telling me Even though I grew up there and never thought I'd leave Had too many bills to pay, seven mouths to feed Movin' to the city was all that I could do Got them hillbilly blues Peop

m gonna take you down...to trash city Sleepin' on the streets, knee deep in whiskey I need a little hair of the dog that bit me Chewin' glass and I'm spittin nails These poor boy blues will send ya straight to hell Oh, send you straight to hell

dead city longs to be This dead city longs to be free Seven screaming horses Melt down in the sun Building scenes on empty dreams And smoking them one by one This dead city longs to be This dead city longs to be living Is it any wonder there's squalor in the sun Wit

Brown please don't come around because you're weed is dodo brown and it smells like the ground. Your still my homie, but with that weed you don't know me. When i inhale this, the stalness creeps up on me. Charlie. I love weed, specialy when it gets me gaspi

is goin' wrong it's not right anymore We can't seem to get along the way we did before Sun is hangin' in the sky sinkin' low and so am I Just for the love of someone and a big red sun How'm I gonna lose these big red sun blues Big red sun big

mornin' blues, blues how do ya do? Good mornin' blues, blues how do ya do? Well I'm doin' alright this mornin', how are you? I woke up this mornin' Couldn't get outta my bed Oh I woke up this mornin' Couldn't get you outta my bed Went to eat my breakfast and

t these city lights light these streets to life Don't these crazy nights bring us together Any rainy day you can dance those blues away Don't these city lights bring us together Charlie Chaplin's cane well it flicked away the rain Things weren't q

city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creep Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker Your city's a sucker My city's a creep Your city's a sucker Your c

a rounder I can tell you that She can sing ’em all night, too She’ll raise hell about the sleep she lost But even cowgirls get the blues Especially cowgirls, they’re the gypsy kind And need their laid on ’em loose She’s lived to see the world turned upside down Hitchin’

Coming over the brow, swooping down onto the city. The traffic is well spaced and moving at a smooth pace. The city is spread before Me, white and pink in the winter sun. I shall enter this beautiful city and grasp its center like My lover's corded veins and tendons. Later, at nig

ve got a right to sing the blues, got the right to moan and sigh I've got a right to sit and cry down along the river A certain girl in this old town keeps dragging my heart around All I see for me is misery I've got the right to sing the blues got the right to mo

got the shotgun blues Shotgun blues I said I don't know what I did But I know I gotta move I got the shotgun blues Shotgun blues I can't wait here forever I got too much here to lose An now you're blowin' smoke I think you're one big joke Me...I gotta lot to

has had the blues at some time And been used, I ain't lying I've been used and abused And I've got the blues, blues, blues Over you Everyone has had it hard at some time People trying to find a peace of mind I've been trying, I ain't lying

and got the blues in Paris Paris blues called Azure-Te How can I be blue in Paris? It's easy 'cause you're far away Can't lose these blues, this Azure-Te Side-walk tables filled with people Always happy, always gay Still I'm all alone in Pari

get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind Get rhythm when you get the blues Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But h

get rhythm when you get the blues Get rhythm, people, when you get the blues Get a rock n' roll, feel it in your bones Tap on your toes and just get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues Little shoeshine boy never gets low down He's got the dirtiest job in to

gave you a diamond ring, you won't wear It's a nine thousand dollar thing, you don't care I set up a wedding date, you couldn't make it You said all the love we made, you were just faking But girl, you know, what hurts me the most Is I ga

chop chop, chop chopsticks Choppity chop chop, chop till six Choppity chop chop, chops the thing When charlie chingee make his sing song swing Charlie ching Make his sing song swing With a tingaling On the ding dong ding With a tingaling on the ding

thought I heard a chainsaw Rather late last night I woke up this morning And I knew I was right I got the cut in half blues Well, the last thing I saw was the big long saw I got the cut in half blues I knew we were in trouble I knew she lost

Treach] Check it, life sure hurts with your dick in the dirt Witcha thang in a sling from the work of a skirt Balls turned black to blue from a tease or two Well one tease is a few, save your balls from the blues [Next] You're givin me the blues (the blues, the

dancing) I'm having so much love (dancing) too bad my back had gone (dancing) boogie down with daddy now I'd give my house in the country If you'd slept it's so funky (music) I'm dancing in the street (ooh music) I've torn the shoes from my feet (romancing) it's go

walked into a diner And the blonde behind the counter She asked if she could help in any way Hell, I knew by her smile Her number I could dial If I was in the need of company But as I bought some Java Instead she brought me a cup of chicory I got those Java b

city, city City, Man city Living in the city Manchester city Colin Bell, Frannie Lee Neil Young, Mike Summerbee Rodney Marsh, Alan Oakes Tommy Booth and Tony Book City, city, city City, Man city Living in the city Manchester city City, city, city City, Man city Living

1969. he found himself waiting again. out at the crossroads, out on the lam. this time not running, this time by right. a road-side hitcher waits for headlights. "the blues, the blues the blues won't bring me down." that pick-up truc

the daylight is falling down into the night And the sharks try to cut a big piece out of life It feels alright to go out to catch an outrageous thrill But it's more like spinning wheels of fortune Which never stand still Big city, big city nights You keep me burning B

I started out to be a towboat man But I never got the hang of a ratchet bar I was a-growin' up a-deckin' in the Illinois trade with coal dust in my ear I got stuck in the ice on Christmas Eve And I froze my ass it's true Just a-shiv'rin' and a-shakin' with a

got the change of a nickel Ain’t got no bounce in my shoes Ain’t go no fancy to tickle I ain’t got nothing but the blues Ain’t got no coffee that’s perking Ain’t got no winnings to lose Ain’t got a dream that is working I ain’t got nothing but the blues Whe

many times have you heard this song If I had what he has, my blues would be gone But, I've got the blues, nothing but the blues, for you I could have been happy with fortune in vain I have everything that a poor man could name But, I still have the blues, nothing but the

first time I met the blues People, you know I was walkin', I was walkin' down through the woods Yes, the first time, the first time I met you, blues Blues you know I was walkin', I was walkin' down through the woods Yes, I've watched my house burnin' blues Blues, you kno

in the city nobody said it would be easy seven million lonely souls it's a sweet shame it's a pity when you realize those city lights ain't pretty the streets ain't paved with gold you want to be somebody I want to be somebody let's, let's knock the door the