1. |
Sparks Will Fly Tonight
03:18
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Sparks Will Fly Tonight
Rock me baby
Rock me all night long
Make me crazy
Take me to the break of dawn
To the break of dawn
Till the morning light
You can feel the heat
Sparks will fly tonight
You know it honey
When you look into my eyes
I’m burning baby
Fire that I can’t disguise
That I won’t disguise
Till the morning light
You can feel the heat
Sparks will fly tonight
I can see you’re a refugee of love
Don’t know where you’re going
Don’t care where you’ve been
But I like what you’re thinking of
Ooh we baby
School me all night long
Show me honey
Take me to the break of dawn
To the break of dawn
To the morning light
You can feel the heat
Sparks will fly tonight
You can feel the heat
Sparks will fly tonight
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2. |
Fly On Little Angel
03:03
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Fly On Little Angel
Fly on little angel
I’ll be beside you all the way
Through the night into forever
Until forever and a day
Goodnight little angel
I wouldn’t trade this happiness
For all the tea in China
Or the Queen of Sheba’s kiss
In this crazy world
We try to find the way
You make it so good
And then we drift away
Fly on little angel
I wouldn’t trade this happiness
For all the tea in China
Or the Queen of Sheba’s kiss
Goodnight little angel
I’ll be beside you all the way
Through the night into forever
Until forever and a day
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3. |
Cowboy Bop
02:24
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Cowboy Bop
Out on the range he found his horse
Riding his horse he starts to range
Acting deranged he’ll always
Horse around while staying on his course
Taking good aim he hits his notes
Noting that bop is still his aim
Riffin’s a game the notes are
Flying cuz he’s Cowboy Bop, of course
Cowboy Bop
Don’t stop
Riding
Roping
Bop until you drop
Swinging on a melody from
Bottom to the top
Playing it cool he’s kinda strange
Knowing that strange is kinda cool
Keepin’ the fools far out of range
The dude is Cowboy Bop, of course
Cowboy Bop
Don’t stop
Riding
Roping
Bop until you drop
Swinging on a melody from
Bottom to the top
Out on the range he’s on his horse
Playing the bop is still his aim
Riffin’s a game the notes are
Flying cuz he’s Cowboy Bop, of course
Yea, the dude is Cowboy Bop, of course
It’s always Cowboy Bop
And horse
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4. |
One Man Down
04:35
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One Man Down
One man down
Better get up laughing
One man down
Better get up off the floor
One man down
I hear the thunder clapping
One man down
Better get up off the floor
I was out in the desert
Out in the desert
Scratching
Searching for water
Where there’s none to be found
I look to the sky
I see the lightning flashing
Change is gonna come
Rain will roll across the ground
One man down
Better get up laughing
One man down
Better get up off the floor
One man down
I hear the thunder clapping
One man down
The crowd is gonna roar
Gotta get up
Take a new way through the city
Make the best shot
At what you’re living for
The wind from the north
It blows without pity
You gotta roll with the punch
When it knocks out your door
If it knocks out your door
One man down
Better get up laughing
One man down
Better get up off the floor
One man down
I hear the thunder clapping
One man down
Better get up off the floor
Better get up off the floor
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5. |
Leaving Tinseltown
03:07
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Leaving Tinseltown
Dreaming
I opened my eyes
Nothing was left
But my surprise
Thinking
Of freedom
And now it’s come around
I’m moving on
I’m leaving Tinseltown
I don’t understand it
Don’t think I want to try
I thought that I could plan it
Now I have to say goodbye
Oh it’s funny, how a feeling
Could change since yesterday
Like wishes on the wind
Some dreams and schemes
Blow away
I don’t understand it
Don’t think I want to try
Yes, I thought I’d plan it
But now I have to say goodbye
Oh it’s funny, how a feeling
Could change since yesterday
Like wishes on the wind
Some dreams and schemes
Like wishes on the wind
Blow away
Dreaming
I opened my eyes
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6. |
Biding My Time
03:13
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Biding My Time
Biding my time
I can wait forever
Water will melt the stone
Biding my time
And it feels like heaven
Happy to be in the zone
Biding my time
The world keeps spinning
People racing
Where do they all need to go
I just keep breathing
Steady pace
I’ll learn it when I need to know
I’m biding my time
Oh, don’t let them
Strain your head
Love me, lets just
Chill instead
Biding my time
And I know I love you
Be here when you want to be
Biding my time
And I’m thinking of you
Waiting till you come to me
Biding my time
Oh, don’t let them
Strain your head
Love me, lets just
Stay in bed
Biding my time
I can wait forever
Water will melt the stone
Biding my time
Floating like a feather
Drifting into the unknown
Biding my time, biding my time, biding my time
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Vin D'Onofrio Los Angeles, California
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