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She was just sixteen and all alone
When I came to be
So we grew up together
My mama child and me
Now things were bad and she was scared
But whenever I would cry
She'd calm my fears and dry my tears
With a rock and roll lullaby
And she would sing sha na na na na na na na ...
It will be all right sha na na na na na....
Sha na na na na na na na ...
Now just hold on tight
Sing it to me mama (mama mama ma)
Sing it sweet and clear, oh!
Mama let me hear that old rock and roll lullaby
We made it through the lonely days
But Lord the nights we
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Music : Klaus Meine
Lyrics: Klaus Meine
The lights are slowly fading down
There's no one else, just you and me
Nothing ever changed
I see your faces in the crowd
It seems I know each one of you
For all my life
I wish this night could last forever
But it's time to go
I saw you laugh, I saw you cry
All for one and one for all
Nothing ever changed
The way you sang just blew my mind
It gave me chills from head to toe
What a glorious night
To me it could have lasted forever
But it's time to go
A moment in a million years
Is all I've got f
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You've been told
so maybe it's time that you learned
You've been sold
Maybe it's time that you earned
I can't stand it
You're fooling around
I can't stand it
You're running around
I won't stand it
You're fooling around with my heart
I'll explain
I feel like I'm being used
Make it plain
So you don't get confused
I can't stand it
You're fooling around
I won't stand it
You're running around
I can't stand it
You're fooling around with my heart
I can't stand it
You're running around
I can't stand it
You're foo
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Desire As
I've got six things on my mind you're no longer one of them
Desire as a self-figured creature who changes her mind ?
I've got six things on my mind you're no longer one of them
Desire as a self-figured creature who changes her mind ?
I've got six things on my mind you're no longer one of them
Desire as a self-figured creature who changes her mind ?
I've got six things on my mind you're no longer one of them
Desire as a self-figured creature who changes her mind ?
They were the best times, the harvest years with jam to lace the bread
So goodne
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