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Crow Sheryl Tuesday Night Music Club

She was born in November 1963 the day I was Huxley died And her mama believed me that every man could be free So her mama got high, high, high and her

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moments in time We all would, I do what I can, do what I can" Downstairs he's playing Kenton, the Magnavox sighs And, oh, how the music has changed in

It's obvious the trouble we're in When your father pulls up in a Mercedes-Benz He says he just happened to be in the neighborhood But before he leaves

: God, I feel like hell tonight Tears of rage I cannot fight I'd be the last to help you understand Are you strong enough to be my man? Nothing's true

a Saturday night Leaving Las Vegas Leaving for good, for good I'm leaving for good I'm leaving for good Used to be I could drive up to Barstow for the night

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: I'm so glad you're awake That you're not like the others Cause they're so straight-laced And no fun Gosh that's nice That lingerie Makes me feel like

: Took your car Drove to Texas Sorry, honey But I suspected we were through And I can't cry anymore Since I left Been feelin' better, cause that's What