George Michael - Killer/Papa Was a Rollin' Stone Lyrics
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Killer/Papa Was a Rollin' Stone
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What Are The Lyrics For Killer/Papa Was a Rollin' Stone By George Michael?
So you want to be free?
To live your life the way you want to be Will you give if we cry Will we live or will we die? Tainted hearts heal with time Shoot bad love so we can stop the bleeding Solitary brother Is there still a part of you that wants to live? Solitary sister Is there still a part of you that wants to give? Solitary brother Is there still a part of you that wants to live? Solitary sister Is there still a part of you that wants to give? It was the third of September That day I'll always remember, yes I will Because that was the day that my daddy died Never had a chance to see him, no Never heard nothin' but bad things about him Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth My mama just hung her head and said Papa was a Rollin' Stone Yeah, wherever he laid his hat was home And when he died All he left us was alone Then my mama she said (Papa was a Rollin' Stone) oh, my mama said Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us, all he left us Can you believe he left us All alone, yeah All alone, yeah All alone, yeah Yeah |
Who Wrote Killer/Papa Was a Rollin' Stone By George Michael?
Adam Paul Tinley, Henry Olusegun Adeola Samuel
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What's The Duration Of The Killer/Papa Was a Rollin' Stone By George Michael?The duration of Killer/Papa Was a Rollin' Stone is 4:16 minutes and seconds. |
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