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Great Balls Of Fire
You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain. Too much love drives a man insane. You broke my will, oh what a thrill. Goodness gracious great balls of fire.
Gertcha
Gertcha. When the lyrics site puts put a page without the lyrics. Gertcha. When the same site invites you to fill the page in. Gertcha. When they can't be arsed to do it themselves.
Golden Light
We met a summer night. And I held you tight. In the golden light. . And ever since that time. I've been burnin' bright. A fire deep inside. . Now I just wanna feel your love.
Grey Ghost
Oh in the grey. Grey ghost that I call home. In the great. Stony lonesome I call home. In the grey. Grey ghost that I call home. In the grey grey ghost that I call home.
Get Along
Sounds so wrong but I need to fake the will to get along. Feels alright when I drink to blur the day into the night. And blustery nights in through the rain.
Goin' Down Slow
I've had my fun if I don't ever get well no more. I've had my fun if I don't ever get well no more. I know my help is failing me now. I know I'm goin' down slow.
Give Me Your Love
Give me your love. Give me your love. Give me your love. Give me your love. Give me your love. . I want you so, baby. Can't even get mad at you. What a thing.
Give Me Your Love (love Song)
Give me your love. Give me your love. Give me your love. Give me your love. Give me your love. . I want you so, babe. Can't even get mad at you. What a thing.
Give It Up
It is my theory. The two of us are somewhat leery. About the happiness. We both set out to posses. . We've got all the comforts of life. A few kids and you are my wife.
Ghetto Child (demo Version)
Little child, runnin' wild. Watch a while. You see he never smiles. . Broken home, father gone. Mama tired, so he's all alone. Kind of sad, kind of mad.
Ghetto Child
Little child, runnin' wild. Watch a while. You see he never smiles. . Broken home, father gone. Mama tired, so he's all alone. Kind of sad, kind of mad.
Get Down (single Version)
Get down, baby. To the funky, funky, funky groove. Get down, baby. Let the light reflect upon your natural mood. . Get down, baby. Your creative mood shall express itself.
Get Down
Get down, baby. To the funky, funky, funky groove. Get down, baby. Let the light reflect upon your natural mood. . Get down, baby. Your creative mood shall express itself.
God Bless You Kid
I drive all over town. To the bars without a name. And it feels like Memphis after Elvis. There's nothing going on. When you get to the top. Does it all work out.
Gourmet
I'm waiting for a service, waiting in vain.. She's waiting on another man, I've no drink again.. She flashed me the menu, working smile on her lips.. Led me just enough. I shouldn't have tipped..
General Plea To A Girlfriend
I can't make boasts about my body.. The workmanship is somewhat shoddy.. Sometimes I overwork my gob.. Can't buy you gifts, I've got no job.. I know you find my habits sickly..
Girls Of Summer
We're sitting fruity alchopops with pink glasses with ice and watching the girls of summer. With there bare legs and trains and there white strap link through yesterdays top beneath today's cologne.
Gates Of Horn And Ivory
Craving possession. Material obsession. You function solitarily. On lower brain transmission. . You want it, you need it. You're never gonna get it. Cause really what you're chasing.
Grey
Grey skies clouding up the things we used to see with wide eyes. Maybe everything was meant to be this way. Will it ever change. But are we stuck here on our own.
Goodbye
You hung me out to dry. (You're no longer by my side). You said that we're through. (What else can I do). All those things you said. (I thought you really meant).
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