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::: °¡»ç :::
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°¡¼ö Guns N` roses
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°î¸í You Could Be Mine
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¿Ã¸°ÀÌ ÁØÀÌ
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°¡»ç I'm a cold heartbreaker
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Fit ta burn and I'll rip
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your heart in two
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An I'll leave you lyin' on the bed
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I'll be out the door before ya wake
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It's nuthin' new ta you
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'Cause I think we've seen that movie too
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'Cause you could be mine
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But you're way out of line
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With your bitch slap rappin'
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And your cocaine tongue
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You get nuthin' done
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I said you could be mine
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Now holidays come and then they go
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It's nothin' new today
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Collect another memory
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When I come home late at night
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Don't ask me where I've been
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Just count your stars
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I'm home again
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'Cause you could be mine
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But you're way out of line
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With your bitch slap rappin'
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And your cocaine tongue
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You get nuthin' done
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I said you could be mine
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You've gone sketchin' too many times
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Why don't ya give it a rest
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Why
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Must you find
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Another reason to cry
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While you're breakin' down my back n' I been rackin' out my brain
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It don't matter how we make it
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'Cause it always ends the same
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You can push it for more mileage
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But your flaps r' wearin' thin
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And I could sleep on it 'til mornin'
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But this nightmare never ends
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Don't forget to call my lawyers
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With ridiculous demands
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An you can take the pity so far
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But it's more than I can stand
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'Cause this couchtrip's gettin' older
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Tell me how long has it been
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'Cause 5 years is forever
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An you haven't grown up yet
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You could be mine
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But you're way out of line
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With your bitch slap rappin'
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And your cocaine tongue
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You get nuthin' done
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I said you could be mine
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You should be
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You could be mine
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Yeah!
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ÀÛ°î
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ÀÛ»ç
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Æí°î
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You Could Be Mine
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guns n` roses |