Et si tu n’existais pasDis-moi pourquoi j’existerais?Pour traîner dans un monde sans toiSans espoir et sans regretsEt si tu n’existais pasJ’essaierais d’inventer l’amourComme un peintre qui voit sous ses doigtsNaître les couleurs du jourEt qui n’en revient pasEt si tu n’existais pasDis-moi pour qui j’existerais?Des passantes endormies dans mes brasQue je n’aimerai jamaisEt si tu […]
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Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ oldSometimes I’d like to quitNothin’ ever seems to fitHangin’ aroundNothin’ to do but frownRainy days and Mondays always get me downWhat I’ve got they used to call the bluesNothin’ is really wrongFeelin’ like I don’t belongWalkin’ aroundSome kind of lonely clownRainy days and Mondays always get me downFunny, but it
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I’m the passengerAnd I ride and I rideI ride through the city’s backsideI see the stars come out of the skyYeah, they’re bright in a hollow skyYou know it looks so good tonightI’m a passengerI stay under glassI look through my window so brightI see the stars come out tonightI see the bright and hollow
At first I was afraid, I was petrifiedKept thinking I could never live without you by my sideBut then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrongAnd I grew strongAnd I learned how to get alongAnd so you’re backFrom outer spaceI just walked in to find you here with that sad look
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Hee, hee, heeMy baby’s always dancin’And it wouldn’t be a bad thingBut I don’t get no lovin’And that’s no lieWe spent the night in FriscoAt every kind of discoFrom that night I kissed our love goodbyeDon’t blame it on the sunshineDon’t blame it on the moonlightDon’t blame it on good timesBlame it on the boogieDon’t
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MoneyGet awayYou get a good job with more pay and you’re okayMoneyIt’s a gasGrab that cash with both hands and make a stashNew car, caviar, four star, daydreamThink I’ll buy me a football teamMoneyGet backI’m alright, Jack, keep your hands off of my stackMoneyIt’s a hitDon’t give me that do goody good bullshitI’m in the
I see the bad moon a-risingI see trouble on the wayI see earthquakes and lightnin’I see bad times todayDon’t go around tonightWell it’s bound to take your lifeThere’s a bad moon on the riseI hear hurricanes a-blowingI know the end is coming soonI fear rivers over flowingI hear the voice of rage and ruinWell don’t
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And here’s to you, Mrs. RobinsonJesus loves you more than you will know, oh oh oh.God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson.Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey, hey hey hey.We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files.We’d like to help you learn to help yourself.Look around you,
