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    MICHAEL BOLTON - "Daddy's Little Girl"

    You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,

    I'm daddy's little girl to have and hold.

    A precious gem is what you are,

    A ray of hope, a shining star.

    You're the brightest of the sunshine

    Morning's first light

    You warm my day, you brighten my night

    You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice,

    And I'm daddy's little girl.

    You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,

    You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.

    A precious gem is what you are,

    A ray of hope, a shining star.

    You're the brightest of the sunshine

    Morning's first light

    You warm my day, you brighten my night

    You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice,

    And I'm daddy's little girl

  2. She Talks to Angels - The Black Crows

    She never mentions the word addiction

    In certain company

    Yes, she’ll tell you she’s an orphan

    After you meet her family

    She paints her eyes as black as night, now

    Pulls those shades down tight

    Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes,

    The pain’s gonna make everything alright

    Says she talks to angels,

    They call her out by her name

    She talks to angels,

    Says they call her out by her name

    She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket

    She wears a cross around her neck

    Yes, the hair is from a little boy

    And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet

    Says she talks to angels,

    Says they all know her name

    Oh yeah, she talks to angels,

    Says they call her out by her name

    She don’t know no lover,

    None that I ever seen

    Yes, to her that ain’t nothing

    But to me, yeah me,

    It’s everything

    She paints her eyes as black as night now

    She pulls those shades down tight

    Oh yeah, there’s a smile when the pain comes,

    The pain’s gonna make everything alright, alright yeah

    She talks to angels,

    Says they call her out by her name

    Oh yeah, yeah, angels

    Call her out by her name

    Oh, angels

    They call her out by her name

    Oh, she talks to angels

    They call her out

    Yeah, they call her out

    Don’t you know that they call her out by her name

  3. Rod Stewart - "Foolish Behaviour"

    Can I introduce myself

    I'm a man of panache and wealth

    Sound in mind, body, soul and health

    Why I wanna kill my wife

    I have the urge to take her life

    Been planing for years to get rid of her

    Not divorce I really do mean to kill her

    She's so full of useless information and trivia

    That's why I wanna kill my wife

    I have a duty to take her life

    Her stupid friends get right up my nose

    They all wear annoyingly sensible clothes

    They're all so bleeding grandiose,

    You know why I should kill her friends

    They're all driving Mercedes Benz.

    He'll escape down into Mexico

    Sell the house and find a nice young girl

    He'll laugh and sing and he won't work anymore.

    Should I string her up or strangle her in bed

    Suffocate that little venomous head

    Or perhaps I'll just whip her to death

    Listen do me a favor kill my wife

    Do it for mankind take her life

    Or should I act quite cold and deliberate

    Or maybe blow out her brains with a bullet

    They'll think suicide they won't know who done it

    I'm gonna kill my wife I'm really gonna take her life.

    He'll escape down into Mexico

    Sell the house and find a nice young girl

    He'll laugh and sing and he won't work anymore

    The moment of truth has come

    I'm at the point of no return

    I've got my hands locked round her throat

    I'm about to kill my wife

    Don't stop me now I'm gonna take her life

    Too late now I'm gonna kill my wife

    Can't help myself I'm gonna take her life

    Telephone rang and he woke from his sleep

    His wife snoring soundly next to him

    It was all a very nasty dream

    ALICE COOPER - "Dead Babies"

    Little Betty ate a pound of aspirin

    She got them from the shelf upon the wall

    Betty's mommy wasn't there to save her

    She didn't hear, hear her little baby call

    Dead babies can't take care of themselves

    Dead babies can't take things off the shelf

    Well, we didn't want you anyway

    Lalala-lalalalalala-la

    Daddy is an agrophile in Texas

    Mommy's on the bar most every night

    Little Betty's sleeping in the graveyard

    Living there in burgundy and white

    Dead babies can't take care of themselves

    Dead babies can't take things off the shelf

    Well, we didn't love you anyway

    Lalala-lalalalalala-la

    Goodbye little Betty

    Goodbye little Betty

    So long little Betty

    So long little Betty

    Betty, so long

    Dead babies can't take care of themselves

    Dead babies can't take things off the shelf

    Well, we didn't need you anyway

    Lalala-lalalalalala-la

    Goodbye little Betty

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