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Fleming John

You know how to hold my hand You know how to make me mad You know everything about me We've been together longer Than most of our friends have But they

Sing me a song without any words I'll pretend you wrote it just for me Paint me a picture with images blurred So I can see what I want to see I want

Lady in Albania works for fifty cents a day Like her momma's momma did And if she tried to leave They'd surely shoot her dead Right here in my own backyard

Winters come and winters go Still no sign from you I put the candle in the window Will you be home soon? And every time I close my eyes I see you Running

You like to eat your grits with butter, salt and sugar You drink your coffee instant and black I always loved the fact but thought that it was so peculiar

Oh, look I've found it, oh I've really found it How could such a thing be happening to me? Oh, please don't drop it, I'd die if you lost it You see it

When I saw you at the grocery store You were sharing a shopping cart with her And I couldn't turn and run away, I didn't know what to say You introduced

Daddy's crawling around on his knees and hands But all he finds is popcorn and rubber bands And he says to me, "You had it las,t you channel surfing maniac

No bombs, no guns, no more war, no genocide, no torture No disease, no affliction, no crippled, no addictions No prisons, no more poverty, fresh air everyone