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  angie Oh Angie, Oh Angie, when will those dark c___ disappear
 Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here
 With no loving in our s___ and no money in our coats
 You can't say we're s___
 But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never t___.
 Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said goodbyeAngie, I still love you, r____ all those nights we c___
 All the d____ we held so close s____ to all go up in smoke
 Let me w____ in your ear
 Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here
 Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still t___ s___
 I hate that s____ in your eyes
 But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye
 With no loving in our souls and no money in our coatsYou can't say we're s____
 But Angie, I still love you, Baby, ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes
 There ain't a woman that comes close to you come on baby, dry your eyes
 But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be aliveAngie, Angie, they can't say we never tried
 
 
       
     
               honky 
        tonk women 
    I met a gin-soaked barroom queen in MemphisShe tried to take me upstairs for a ride
 She had to heave me right across her shoulder
 'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind
 It's the honky tonk womenGimme gimme gimme the honky tonk blues
 
    I laid a divorcee in New York CityI had to put up some kind of a fight
 The lady well she covered me with roses
 She blew my nose and then she blew my mind
 
    It's the honky tonk womenGimme gimme gimme the honky tonk blues
               
                     i 
        got the bluesAs I stand by your flame I get burned once again
 Feelin' low down, I'm blue
 As I sit by the fire Of your warm desire
 I've got the blues for you, yeah
 Every night you've been away I've sat down and I have prayed
 That you're safe in the arms of a guy
 Who will bring you alive
 Won't drag you down with abuse
 In the silk sheet of time I will find peace of mind
 Love is a bed full of blues
 And I've got the blues for you And I've got the blues for you
 And I'll bust my brains out for you
 And I'll tear my hair out
 I'm gonna tear my hair out just for you
 If you don't believe what I'm singing
 At three o'clock in the morning, babe, well
 I'm singing my song for you
 
             
                 it's 
         only rock 
        and roll, but 
        i like it
 If I could stick my pen in my heart And spill it all over the stage
 Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya
 Would you think the boy is strange? Ain't he strange?
 If I could win ya, if I could sing ya A love song so divine
 Would it be enough for your cheating heart
 If I broke down and cried? If I cried?
 I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do
 Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it
 I said can't you see that this old boy has been a lonely?
 If I could stick a knife in my heart Suicide right on stage
 Would it be enough for your teenage lust
 
           
              jumpin 
        jack flash
 
 Watch it... I was born in a crossfire hurricane
 And I howled at my ma in the drivin' rain
 But it's all right now
 In fact it's a gas
 But it's all right
 I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
 It's a gas, gas, gas.
 I was raised by a toothless bearded hag I was schooled with a strap right across my back
 But it's all right now
 In fact it's a gas
 But it's all right
 Jumpin' Jack Flash it's a gas, gas, gas, gas.
 I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled
 I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread
 I was crowned with a spike right through my head
 But it's all right
 In fact it's a gas.
 But it's all right I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas, gas, gas.
 Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
 Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas
 
   
     
         miss 
        you
 I've been holding out so long
 I've been sleeping all alone
 Lord I miss you
 I've been hanging on the phone
 I've been sleeping all alone
 I want to kiss you
 Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
 Oooh oooh oooh
 Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
 Oooh oooh oooh oooh
 Well, I've been haunted in my sleep You've been starring in my dreams
 Lord I miss you
 I've been waiting in the hall
 Been waiting on your call
 When the phone rings
 It's just some friends of mine that say,
 "Hey, what's the matter man?
 We're gonna come around at twelve
 With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you.
 We're gonna bring a case of wine
 Hey, let's go mess and fool around
 You know, like we used to"
 Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
 Aaah aaah aaah aaah
 Oh everybody waits so long Oh baby why you wait so long
 Won't you come on! Come on!
 I've been walking in Central Park Singing after dark
 People think I'm crazy
 I've been stumbling on my feet
 Shuffling through the street
 Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?"
 Sometimes I want to say to myself Sometimes I say
 Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
 Oooh oooh oooh
 Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
 I won't miss you child
 I guess I'm lying to myself It's just you and no one else
 Lord I won't miss you child
 You've been blotting out my mind
 Fooling on my time
 No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah
 Lord, I miss you child  Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
 Aaah aaah aaah aaah
 Lord, I miss you child  Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
 Aaah aaah aaah aaah
 Lord, I miss you child  Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
 Aaah aaah aaah aaah
                
                   you 
        can't always 
        get what you 
        want
 I saw her today at the reception A glass of wine in her hand
 I knew she was gonna meet her connection
 At her feet was a footloose man
 No, you can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want
 You can't always get what you want
 But if you try sometime you might find
 You get what you need
 I saw her today at the reception A glass of wine in her hand
 I knew she was gonna meet her connection
 At her feet was a footloose man
 I went down to the Chelsea drugstore To get your prescription filled
 I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
 And man, did he look pretty ill
 I saw her today at the reception In her glass was a bleeding man
 She was practiced at the art of deception
 Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands
 
    
 
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