-ay-ay-ay-ay. We can make it nice, sing my song We can make it, baby, all night long. All night long All night long We can make it all night long.
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us together You, I got you, I got you, I got you, baby By the hand, hand, take me by the hand, pretty mama Dance with your daddy all night long Wanna
cry god Maybe one too Been red for life for the first time ever Me want blue Give me the blues Sometimes I turn on the news And I Look at all these feuds
-I-I Got an ace in the hole. Yeah, how, my oh my Can't find my way home Yeah we're both alike, you and I We got all night long, no. Now don't you
raging out 1865 Riding, cloak is flying Slapping in he breeze. Money, give me all you have Maybe I'll take your life Cause the Hiway Man cuts quickly Through the night
get over) Now everytime I get some dust Want to party but I fuss. To see my baby Got the high dress on You young stuff boogie Baby, yeah, all night long
a song for a cup of warm and wine Sing you a song take a little bit off your mind. Long ago when I was young Pretty well of two I used to lie waiting nights
do you want from him? That's a secret Strange What did you dream last night? I dreamt that My poster was pasted All over town But nobody Noticed
of these workingman's blues Well, I'm sailin' on back, ready for the long haul Tossed by the winds and the seas I'll drag 'em all down to hell and I
you like this I miss you more than you know The nights are long The days slow Without the warmth of your kiss Wish you were back here with me Cause out my window All
you like this I miss you more than you know The nights are long the days slow Without the warmth of your kiss Wish you were back here with me Cause out my window all
that she used to know so well Bathing in a bathroom that is bathed in the first blue light Of the beginning of a century at the end of an endless night
feeling kinda low And all I've got to cheer me up is this all night radio Why don't you play us something hot and let this eighteen wheeler Roll my blues
and a half in that ass If you don't pass the microphone quick fast brothers been tryin' To diss for years as long as I'm respected by my peers And get cheers
a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year, Shadows of the world appear. There she sees the highway near Winding down to Camelot; And sometimes thro' the mirror blue
red-breasted fly, Expecting the victor to cheer; But he only drew nigh to hear the last sigh Of Abdul Abulbul Amir. Czar Petrovich, too, in his spectacles blue
be here, and everybody's full of cheer Hangin' 'round the mistletoe, waitin' for you dear Well, I've waited all year long and nore the year is almost
