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He's got a sharkskin suit and a diamond earring he's got jet black hair, just like his mother he's got a jail tattoo, from his long-lost brother he's got a shotgun fuse, don't you pull his trigger
Broke from jail without a gun, public enemy number one Killed a man on the run, on the lam, without bail headed straight back to jail. nowhere else for him to go daddy-o, daddy-o
He's gonna make his mark at a Vegas hotel He rolls snake-eyes down, he's gonna make his money He's headin' west, on a killin' spree Down in L.A., you know the killin's free
(he was born on the 4th of July the kind of guy, when he spoke to you, he stared you straight in the eye you know, man, when he walked into the room, you would feel it and man, when he walked in the room, it sounded like this)
He got a hundred years, and the electric chair His final words were, I don't care
(The way the legend goes, is he was executed shortly after midnight some witnesses say he seemed to be enjoying himself one witness said he died with a smile on his face he was one bad, bad man)
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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