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So you think you can stone me spit in my eyes--
So you think you can love me leave me to die--
Oh~~~ baby.. can`t do this to me Baby---
Just gotta get out just gotta get outta here-
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I want to break free I want to break free
I want to break free from your lies
You're so self satisfied I don't need you
I've got to break free
God knows, God knows I want to break free. I've fallen in love
I've fallen in love for the first time
And this time I know it's for real
I've fallen in love, yeah
God knows, God knows I've fallen in love.It's strange but it's true
I can't get over the way you love me like you do
But I have to be sure When I walk out that door
Oh how I want to be free, baby Oh how I want to be free,
Oh how I want to break free.
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Steve walks warily down the street,
with the brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet,
machine guns ready to go
Are you ready, Are you ready for this
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
How do you think I'm going to get along,
without you, when you're gone
You took me for everything that I had,
and kicked me out on my own
Are you happy, are you satisfied
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
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Buddy you're a boy
Make a big noise playin' in the street
Gonna be a big man some day
You got blood on your face, big disgrace
Kicking your can all over the place
Singing We will, we will rock you
We will, we will rock you
Buddy you're an old man, poor man,
Pleading With you're eyes
Gonna make you something some day
You got mud on your face, big disgrace
Somebody better put you back in your place
singing We will, we will rock you
We will, we will rock you
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Nothing really matters Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters
Nothing really mattters to me
Anyway the wind blows--



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