| 1. Kelly Buchanan - Body Bag |
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œNine times of ten with a gun to my head I wouldn't do it I'd be better off dead? Said a beautiful girl to a crowd of her friends She didn't even...
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| 2. Kelly Buchanan - Letter In Your Mailbox |
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There's a letter in your mailbox Shred it up, throw it away I might have said a bit much I dropped a couple dead giveaways Like you could never want...
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| 3. Kelly Buchanan - Lullaby |
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Say my name, I live to hear the sound That proves to me some part of you is still around Cause it's your voice shouting, but I know they're not your...
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| 4. Kelly Buchanan - Asshole Of The Year |
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Last night you made a mistake You're sorry you got me thinking you would stay But you're a mess, you don't want me around As long as you hate...
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| 5. Kelly Buchanan - Favorite Jeans |
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Baby you hurt me, so many times I hurt you too, I know it, that's fine ˜Cause it feels so right You and I fit like a custom design Just like your...
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| 6. Kelly Buchanan - Volcanic Lover |
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Baby put the top down We'll take it to the freeway Jane's blaring on the radio I'm singing through the hair in my face We laugh like we're in high...
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| 7. Kelly Buchanan - No Vacancy |
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My love is your revolving door I'm the one, then I'm not, ˜til you make out with ten more Then you're back ˜cause you can't top it, I will always...
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| 8. Kelly Buchanan - Piggyback Ann |
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Jesus, Lordy, everybody grab hold of your man It's that whore, she's on the prowl with the latest of scams Six inch heels, beads stuck in her...
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| 9. Kelly Buchanan - Cocaine |
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I am the devil's bastard daughter Princess dirty-lovin' man-fodder Tainted fruit to draw you in It's a beautiful beautiful world when I'm under your...
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| 10. Kelly Buchanan - Gun Or A Ring |
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In the circular motion that is our love You weave in and out of my life In a flurry of tears and embraces I love you and lose you everytime Well...
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| 11. Kelly Buchanan - I Don't Want To Know You |
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You're intriguing, honey, David breathing My imagination is seething So just be quiet, strong and silent let the mystery in place I will sooner make...
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