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I could fall in love with you
But it s not my fault
Cause you are the prettiest thing I ve seen
When you re fallen asleep in my arms
Oh my, oh my, oh my

So just stay awake for me
Cause I can t fall asleep
So just stay awake for me
I ll give you anything
To just stay awake, make love to me

So myabe all you ll ever need
Is right inside these arms
Whole and you re so dam tired and conditional
As you re fallen asleep in the dark
Oh I, oh my, oh my

So just stay awake for me
Cause I can t fall asleep
So just stay awake for me
I ll give you anything
To just stay awake, make love to me

There s nothing I won t try
To keep your body close to mine
And baby hold on tight
It s a wil open ride
Give me all you got tonight
And stay awake with me, stay awake

Give it all you got

So just stay awake for me
Cause I can t fall asleep
So just stay awake for me
I ll give you anything
To just stay awake, make love to me
Oh, just stay awake make love to me

Make love to me
Make love to me
Make love to me

I Can t Stand It I Know You Planned It
But I m Gonna Set It Straight, This Watergate
I Can t Stand Rocking When I m In Here
Because Your Crystal Ball Ain t So Crystal Clear
So While You Sit Back and Wonder Why
I Got This Fuckin...

My reason for frustration, this weekly invitation,
Unappreciation, feeds their aggravation... it s opera night!

And I try, and I try, and I try to define a solution,
But I can t, but I can t,
Cos my dreams never reach their completion.

Rock and roll girlfriend

I got a rock and roll band
I got a rock and roll life
I got a rock and roll girlfriend
And another ex-wife
I got a rock and roll house
I got a rock and roll car
I play the shit out the drums
And I can play the...

Bring my baby back

Well I m standing at the station
A suitcase in my hand
I m standing at the station
A suitcase in my hand

But that train won t bring my baby back
No that train won t bring my baby back

Yeah...

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Siwers:
Filia piekła na Ziemi, wielkopłytowe osiedla,
Nikt tu młodych nie ceni bo tak naprawdę ich nie zna,
Przeszłosci relikt, w oknach czai się ubecja,
Za to że żyjemy chcieliby posłać nas do pierdla,
Czują się zagrożeni, tak jak zarobieni w luksusowych gettach,
Odgrodzeni od królestwa nadziei,
Wkurwienie osiaga zenit...