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Buffy Sainte Marie Coincidence And Likely Stories

I've had my day Oo, I've had a hard time With this soft thing of mine Seems like bad boys always Knew how to get through to me Blow my mind And

money mine Smooth as satin he's a big time shark Fallen Angel I got a brother, oo he mean as sin He got a brother who's just like him Livin' over

gonna do it, Women's ways There's really nothing to it It's like Emma Lee she see him And she point him out she sing about Oo, he gonna taste like

Starwalker Don't drink no wine Wolf rider she's a friend of yours You've seen her opening doors She's a history turner, she's a sweet grass burner And

me Oh, goodnight Wherever you are sleeping And I hope that if you dream You dream of me Now I lie awake and it's no fun Tossing and turning I'd call

run in every race Windego Third-worlders see it first: The dynamite, the dozers, the cancer and the acid rain The corporate caterpillars come into our backyards And