(Ron Wood, Ronnie Lane)
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Well I shake and I shudder and I shiver
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in my bath while it's cold and my windows are broken,
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as my poor dog lays a-chokin' on the floor.
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Well I cried to my father and my mother,
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there's no justice divine, I wonder when I get mine.
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'cause I'm so sick and tired of waitin' for the Lord.
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I find just what it is I'm looking for
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Ooh hoo hoo
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Oh yeah
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There's a man that wants to show me the river.
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Hoofing at five I'll be more dead than alive.
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I find a reason to survive when I'm too old.
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Should I walk in the lightning and the thunder
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on a hilltop so high and show my face to the sky ?
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Will I find just what it is I'm looking for ?
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I find just what it is I'm looking for
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I find just what it is I'm looking for
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I find just what it is
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SHAKE, SHUDDER
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| Rod Stewart |
