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Mother Love Bone
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Chloe Dancer/Crown Of Thorns
Lyricist:Ament, Fairweather, Gilmore, Gossard, Wood
Ooo, yeah, yeah, yeah Chloe don't know better Chloe's just like me, only beautiful A couple of years difference (Her trouble lovin' is different?)
But those lasses never learn and you know Chloe danced the tables in the French quarter She's always been given so I can't always make her laugh But I'm proud to say and I won't forget
The time spent laying by her side, oh yeah, yeah The time spent laying by her side, oh yeah, yeah Dreams like this must die And a dream like this must die Dream like this must
You ever heard the story of Mr. Faded Glory? Say he who rides a pony must someday fall Talkin' to my alter, life is what you make it And if you make it death well rest your soul away Away, away, yeah child
It's a broken kind of feeling shed have to tie me to the ceiling A bad moon's a comin' better say your prayers, child I wanna tell you that I love you but does it really matter? I just can't stand to see you dragging down, again Again, my friend again, oh yeah
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com So I'm singing and this is my kinda love, it's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves me alone, yes it does And this is my kinda love, it's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves me alone
I used to treat you like a lady, now you're a substitute teacher This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight, yeah I owe the man some money so I'm turnin' over, honey See Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time, oh yeah
And this is my kinda love, it's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves me alone, yes, it does And this is my kinda love, it's the kind that moves on It's unkind and it's unkind and It'll leave me alone, yeah
Like a crown of thorns It's all who you know, yeah So don't burn your bridges woman Cause someday, yeah
Kick it and this is my kinda love, it's the kind that moves on It's the kind that leaves me alone, yeah And this is my kinda love, it's the kind that moves on It's unkind and it's the kind that
Baby I said com' on, com' on, com' on Com' on, yeah, I said, baby Don't burn your bridges, woman
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