Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's music ain 't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll
Don't try to take me to a disco
You'll never even get me out on the
In ten minutes I'll be late for the door
I like that old time rock'n' roll
Still like that old time rock'n' roll
That kind of music just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock 'n' roll
Won't go to hear them play a tango
I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul
There's only sure way to get me to go
Start playing old time rock 'n' roll
Call me a relic, call me what you will
Say I'm old-fashioned, say I'm over the hill
Today' music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll
Still like that old time rock'n' roll
That kind of music just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock 'n' roll
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I got you crawling up a mountain
Hanging round my neck
Got you twisted round my finger
Crawling 'round my legs
The craziness
The emptiness
Satisfy my hungriness
Darling how would it feel
If we sleep together
Will you like me better
If we cum together
We'll go down forever
If we sleep together will I like you better
If we cum together
Prove it now or never
Make me a pretty person make me
Feel like I belong
Make me hard and make me happy
Make me beautiful
Nothing satisfies me baby
I'll wear something pretty baby
Give me what I crave now baby
You will drive me crazy baby
Save the rest for later baby
I save it all for you my baby
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Season 3]
Comin' on comin' on moving faster
Got to get this feeling out yeah
Just enough fall again she was fire
Hot enough to burn you out yeah
Wait for me darlin' I can't wait to see you
Everyone's losing their mind again...
Mind again
On again off again indecisive
Caught up in bold desire
Fill me up in the cup you are lovely
Paint the town the color of money
Wait for me darlin' I can't wait to see you
Everyone's losing their mind again
Don't fall in love that's the line
They will feed you
If I can't have you I'll be dead again...
Dead again...
Wait for me darlin' I can't wait to see you
Everyone's losing their mind again
Don't fall in love that's the line
They will feed you
If I can't have you I'll be dead again...
Dead again...
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Season 3]
I was angry when I met you
I think I'm angry still
We can try to talk it over
If you say you'll help me out
Don't worry baby
No need to fight
Don't worry baby
We'll be all right
This is the noise that keeps me awake
My head's on fire and my body aches
I'm sorry that I hurt you
But please don't ask me why
I want to see you happy
I want to see you shine
Don't worry baby
Don't be uptight
Don't worry baby
We'll stay up all night
This is the noise that keeps me awake
My head explodes and my body aches
C'mon push it you can do it
C'mon prove it nothing to it
C'mon use it let's get through it
C'mon push it nothing to it
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Time after time, feels like I'm fading away
Stopped on a dime, staring into space
And clarity comes, and clarity goes
But for all these epiphanies, I'm still lost
Holding the roses
At the start of your life, are you given a golden key
To personalize, so carefully
And slowly you groove it, make it your own
And when you find where it fits well, swing it wide
And follow him home, examine his soul
And if the moment hums with something deep and low
Hold on, hold on
And if your timing comes like you're a single soul
Hold on, hold on, hold on...
I know it's hard, yeah, you've got a complicated scene,
They tell you listen to your heart, yeah, whatever the hell that means
And whisper they may, but they will anyway,
And it's you who'll be living each second day to day
And if the moment hums with something deep and low
Hold on, hold on
And if your timing comes like you're a single soul
Hold on, hold on, hold on...
Bridge:
Confessions and awakenings
Streetcorner serenades and midnight trains
Truthful fiction at the heart of things
Believing in the game
Time after time, feels like I'm fading away
Stopped on a dime, staring into space
And clarity comes, and clarity goes
But for all these epiphanies, I'm still lost
Holding the roses, holding the roses, holding the roses
[Back to Music of
Season 3]
