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Hootie The Blowfish Looking For Lucky

Autumn Jones, when you fell and cut Your knee when you were six You said it wasn't nothing that you couldn't fix Life would be long Autumn Jones, do

If we take one love and we spread it around Old religions, new generations Call it struggle ?bout a righteous way Can?t see the forest for all the frustrations

on my bicycle The night was warm and it was June Charleston gets so hot so soon It reminded me of leaving Walked into a crowded room Looked around for

Why am I always the last one to say how I feel* Its like driving down the middle of the road with no hands on the wheel* And I keep hearing stories about

front of the other, baby When you need to, need to run You better find what makes you happy Before you fall for anyone Fall for anyone, fall for anyone

to be clear what the looking glass said Mow everything's hazy, babe, nothing's making sense Hey, sister pretty, your lips are on the city Everybody's waiting for

part of me, this burning anger I feel the fever rise, fill my heart with harmony Let it spill over, touch us deep inside So an eye, it won't be taken, for

masterpeice again. Used to be clear what the looking glass said, now everythings hazzy baby nothings making sense. Hey sister pretty, your lips are on the city, everybodys waiting for

: Autumn Jones When you fell and cut your knee when you were six You said it wasn't nothing that you couldn't fix Life would be long Autumn Jones