I am no angel I like it when you do that stuff to me I am no angel I like it when you talk, talk dirty when you talk, talk Dirty talk Kitten heels,
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Comes a rainstorm, put your rubbers on your feet Comes a snowstorm, you can get a little heat Comes love, nothing can be done Comes a fire, then you
Gordon was here I wish I was in some lonesome valley Where womankind could not be found Where little birds sing, upon the branches And every moment has a different sound Oh, Peggy Gordon
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called 'Gitche Gumee' The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies
self infatuation I don't have a clue I don't trust those who do I'm just tryin' to shake these Jim Gordon Blues Now that every word has lost its meaning
will not remove It will not remove ohh for all that I have done Ohh I never will forget me love Anachie For Anachie Gordon he's bonny and he's rough
Gordon was here I wish I was in some lonesome valley Where womankind could not be found Where the little birds sing on the branches And every moment a different sound Oh, Peggy Gordon
[Take 6] It's the wrong time, and the wrong place Though your face is charming, it's the wrong face It's not her face, but such a charming face That it
