Well, west of ZionThey got a hot sport brewingHandcuffs and
Well, our hearts beat like thunderI don't know why they
We see it on TV, we get calls on
They like to get you in a compromising positionThey like
No songs on the stereoThat we could sing with anymoreNo
When paradise is no longer fit for you to live
Babe break me off a piece of your loveOnce it's
Let's get to the point nowJust because we've got the
Tony Jones stabbed Alice JonesOn their first anniversaryDown in Dallas,
Hey, don't I know you from somewhereYeah, it was down
Well, the record company's goin' out of businessThey price the
A million young poetsScreamin' out their wordsTo a world full
Well I lived on the outskirts of town
In an eight
There may come a day when you grow wearyTroubled waters
She's got tights on her legs
She's got a floppy French
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