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Walkin' On Down The Road |
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RED HOT CHILI *** PEPPERS ***
Discography Pictures Lyrics MP3 Main Page Me
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Well, I'm walkin' on down the road But it can't be Heaven 'cause the streets aren't gold And everybody knows what Bobby D. was told I'm walkin' on down the road |
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Groovin' a tune straight out of the womb 'Cause trust is a must to be a true blue dude That's a matter of fact, don't be confused And everybody knows true friends are few |
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Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song Everybody knows, everybody thinks That I've done wrong Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song |
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Well, I'm walkin' on down the road But it can't be Heaven 'cause the streets aren't gold And everybody knows what Bobby D. was told I'm walkin' on down the road |
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Like a momma bear hugs her baby bear cubs A dude, he can't lose when he lives on love Like the bark on a tree, like the skin on my knee I'm standin' by my blood |
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Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song Everybody knows, everybody thinks That I've done wrong Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song |
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Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song Everybody knows and everybody thinks That I've done wrong Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song |
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Well, I'm walkin' on down the road But it can't be Heaven 'cause the streets aren't gold And everybody knows what Bobby D. was told I'm walkin' on down the road I'm walkin' on down the road I'm walkin' on down the road |
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Well, I'm walkin' on down the road But it can't be Heaven 'cause the streets aren't gold And everybody knows what Bobby D. was told I'm walkin' on down the road |
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Groovin' a tune straight out of the womb 'Cause trust is a must to be a true blue dude That's a matter of fact, don't be confused And everybody knows true friends are few |
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Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song Everybody knows, everybody thinks That I've done wrong Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song |
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Well, I'm walkin' on down the road But it can't be Heaven 'cause the streets aren't gold And everybody knows what Bobby D. was told I'm walkin' on down the road |
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Like a momma bear hugs her baby bear cubs A dude, he can't lose when he lives on love Like the bark on a tree, like the skin on my knee I'm standin' by my blood |
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Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song Everybody knows, everybody thinks That I've done wrong Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song |
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Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song Everybody knows and everybody thinks That I've done wrong Everybody come in, everybody sing Sing my song |
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Well, I'm walkin' on down the road But it can't be Heaven 'cause the streets aren't gold And everybody knows what Bobby D. was told I'm walkin' on down the road I'm walkin' on down the road I'm walkin' on down the road |
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E-mail me blr@hitnet.com.br Download this song in this home page. See the mp3 ! GO BACK . |
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