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By David Wilcox, If you want some real contentment,
to live life at its
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By David Wilcox, After you orgasm the world is a different place
The world
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By David Wilcox, Summer lasted a generation
A generation - and then the winter
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By David Wilcox, Just across the sea on this world so round
the sun's
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By David Wilcox, This is where the trail just disappears.
This is where their
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By David Wilcox, Some people call me a bad apple
Well i may be
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By David Wilcox, words and music by Nance Petit, Freddy Bradburn
She was the
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By David Wilcox, They taught us kids in school between the recess breaks
That
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By David Wilcox, I had a long talk with the block dog
All summer
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By David Wilcox, Every morning, I commute.
Mild-mannered man. In a business suit.
When I
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By David Wilcox, She had some extra money
She wanted to buy time
Her friends
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By David Wilcox, Brain-off, ladies and gentlemen
Brain-off, it's not a drug, it's an
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By David Wilcox, I try so hard to please you
To be the love
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By David Wilcox, If I had a spell of magic
I would make this
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By David Wilcox, They'll use a saw to cut through your breastbone
They'll take
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By David Wilcox, Go easy on those eyes
I'm about to lose my grip
Go
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By David Wilcox, My old addiction
Changed the wiring in my brain
So that when
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By David Wilcox, You ever wonder why you get a cold
Look at the
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By David Wilcox, The wind is right for sailing
The tide is right to
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By David Wilcox, Night before she's leavin' there's suddenly a change
She slowly sits
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By David Wilcox, Dear Mom and Dad
Here's why I can't home
I can talk
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By David Wilcox, Look what Daddy bought her for her birthday
Well it's idling
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By David Wilcox, I'm dangerously romantic
When the leaves are coming down
When the air
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By David Wilcox, In the tears you gave to me
I found a
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By David Wilcox, It's like you pass to me this bitter cup
So I
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By David Wilcox, What's with this distortion, distortion in the line
Between the things
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By David Wilcox, Do I dare believe and let love lead my life
Could
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By David Wilcox, There's an awful lotta people deep in trouble you know
Ain't
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By David Wilcox, Somewhere deep in the midwest
There's a middle aged man in
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By David Wilcox, An angel appeared
in a holy vision
Stood by my bedside
in shivering
