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W. Hussey
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Musik:
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W. Hussey, C. Adams, S. Garrett, M. Thwaite
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Jahr:
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2001
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A bunt out truck on a desert highway
Frank on the radio doing it My Way
And the sun beats down its a hundred and ten
And the girl in the back vows Never Again
Theres too many bends in the road too many curves
And the way I pout gets on your nerves
Those who hear not the music think the dancer mad
And all Ive got to say to you its the best time I ever had
Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Reach out and touch and lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Reach out and touch and lay your hands on me
Wipe the sweat from my fevered brow
Holy Moses Im a sacred cow
Love isnt fear love isnt possession
And love doesnt bind with the guilt of transgression
Im breaking the skin of a papier-mache grin
Im only curious Ive never been that brave
And I know how it feels with the devil at my heels
To be the sinner that the good Lord never saved
Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Reach out and touch and lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Reach out and touch and lay your hands on me
Ive been diving for pearls, now Im coming up for air
Just because I understand doesnt mean I care
Another bleeding heart messiah a cold savior machine
Selling me absolution as the American dream
Youre always there to catch me catch me when I fall
First a kiss and then and then you want it all
Once I was an angel now my halo is on fire
Im burning up Im shedding skin and Im walking a high tight wire
Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Reach out and touch and lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Reach out and touch and lay your hands on me
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Original
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05:33
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