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Tomatoes
02:54
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don't you want to love her
don't you want to be her friend?
don't you want it to turn out right
instead of wrong in the end?
don't you want to love her
don't you want to love her for me
the poor boy who treated her so miserably?
i said now, don't you want to love her
don't you want to hold her tight?
you can't go treating everybody like
they're just some old ship in the night
i said, don't you want to love her
don't you want to hold her now?
but buddy, what you want's just a third of what is anyhow
isn't she so pretty
isn't she a little doll?
don't you want to take her, frame her
hang her 'pon your wall?
you say that you got nothing
you say that you got nothing to lose
but did you ever stop to think why maybe she was singing the blues?
i said now, don't you want to love her
don't you want to love her for me?
you can't go treating everybody like
just another fish in the sea
i said, don't you want to love her
don't you want to squeeze her now?
but brother, what you want's just a third of what is anyhow
and don't you want to see her
don't you want to hold her hand?
but listening doesn't mean
that you understand
everybody's reeling, dreaming
scheming 'bout romance
but if you ain't feeling the music, you ain't gotta dance
i said now, don't you want to love her
don't you want to be her friend?
don't you want it to turn out right
instead of wrong in the end?
i said don't you want to love her
if you really do you'll find
that a person's just a person just a person, blood, soul, body, and mind
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Before, Again
04:32
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i don't need, i don't want it
i got nothing to hide from you
and i don't care what you say
or tell yourself about me
it's not true and it doesn't matter
what you and yours do or talk about
i may be by myself but
i know i'm not missing out
and it's all happened time and time before
and you know it'll happen time and time again
it used to vex me so, but not anymore
it's grown so painless losing a friend
some days walking through this city
i imagine running into her
and i get so sad and misty-eyed
recalling how things were
but we'd drifted apart and both
gone our separate ways
so why waste your breath when
goodbye's all you're trying to say?
and it's all happened time and time before
and you know it'll happen time and time again
reminiscing the good old days, oh what a bore
you know it's not all bad losing a friend
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3. |
I Feel Blue
03:47
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well i, i want you baby
but you don't know how bad i do
you, you say you love me baby
well, come on and show me that it's true
you claim that you longed to hold me tight
and that you'd dream about me every single night
well i, i dream about you
all the long and lonely night
i, i pray they come true
everything will be alright
oh how i cry whenever i catch your eye
i feel blue
hey little girl, where you going?
don't run away from a heart that's true
hey little girl, why you leaving?
do you want me to chase you?
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well i, i dream about you
all the long and lonely night
i, i pray they come true
everything will be alright
oh how i cry whenever you pass me by
i feel blue
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O.K. Either Way
03:36
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hey, mr. sunshine
why you watching the weather channel all the time?
hey, mr. blueskies
rise and shine and rub the sleep from your eyes
how time flies
it's my favorite song, help me sing along
whether or not the words or timing's wrong
it doesn't matter how it sounds
or if somebody is around
it's o.k. either way
hey, mr. starbright
i heard you fumbling around looking for your flashlight
hey, mr. moonbeam
it doesn't matter if it's just a dream tonight
it's alright
it's my favorite song, help me sing along
whether or not the words or timing's wrong
it doesn't matter how it sounds
or if somebody is around
it's o.k. either way
any day go out and play
mr. moonbeam, mr. star bright
it's o.k., it's alright
mr. blueskies, mr. sunshine
it's o.k., i feel fine
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