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By Dr. Hook, Storms never last do they babe
Bad times all pass with
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By Dr. Hook, Strings, there's always strings, attached to the things, we think
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By Dr. Hook, No explanation is needed
I'd rather hear nothing than something that
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By Dr. Hook, Out of all of the nights I remember
Of all of
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By Dr. Hook, Artist: Dr. Hook
Title: Sylvia's mother
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Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's busy"
"Too busy
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By Dr. Hook, Come on over here my brand new baby
You look so
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By Dr. Hook, The traffic at this hour is so thick that he's
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By Dr. Hook, He stands tall in his handmade boots
Pretty little girls all
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By Dr. Hook, Dr. Hook - The jungle to the Zoo
The tiger, he
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By Dr. Hook, Hey look at that train heading down the track
And look
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By Dr. Hook, (Before we begin, thank you
Thank you, oh thank you, thank
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By Dr. Hook, I've lost count of the ladies, I've held in my
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By Dr. Hook, Dr. Hook - The Radio
Lately, I've been givin' everything I've
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By Dr. Hook, Who knows what evil lurks in the heart of a
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By Dr. Hook, I didn't say, "Don't do it babe" when she packed
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By Dr. Hook, Women turn me on
Music turns me on
Tacos turn me on
Almost
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By Dr. Hook, Now handsome guys get girls that are pretty
Other guys get
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By Dr. Hook, There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Doolan was his
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By Dr. Hook, I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes
The noodles
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By Dr. Hook, There's a light
Shining in the window tonight
There's a place in
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By Dr. Hook, Turn on the world, give them a taste of how
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By Dr. Hook, Sal from the valley loved Al from the alley and
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By Dr. Hook, Walk right in, sit right down, baby let your hair
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By Dr. Hook, I'm walking all around the town
I'm seeing all the people
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By Dr. Hook, It's cold in this jail cell that I live in
The
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By Dr. Hook, I met him in Seattle, he was gettin' down on
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By Dr. Hook, The days have been long, and I have been lonesome
Recallin'
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By Dr. Hook, What do you want, what do you want for Christmas
Whatever
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By Dr. Hook, Lilly Pearl standin' by the woodstove
Cookin' up a pot of
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By Dr. Hook, No one knows my lady when she's lonely
No one sees
