'Pon a hill a green bird sat
Her owlets in a
Every dawn of our lives a heart is forged and
Linked
All alone I sit at home
With my chrome guitar
Even Michael
slim lined sheik faced
angel of the night
in the graveyard of
you gonna look fine
be primed for dancing
you're gonna trip and
Trucking down by the roadside
Met a man with starhide
He said
This is a song, that I wrote when I was
I'm gonna dance with my princess
By the light of a
Walking wild at midnight
Breathing like a panther
Holding hands with my
Oh I wanna be your casual agent
I wanna be your
Hey little girl would you like a dance
Hey little girl
girl you are a groove
you're like the planets when you
Broken English words cracked the air like a bell
She had
I want to give every childe
The chance to dance
I want
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah.
Hey baby, lend me
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