Sly Slim - Head Lyrics
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Head
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What Are The Lyrics For Head By Sly Slim?
Tired of riding
Tired of running Out of money On a journey You without it Do without it And you're not alone, you're not on your own Wishing something Missing something And it's not that long until you hear that song Be Somebody We Somebody Though we're deaf and dumb and dead inside We live on Lay your head on Lay your head on me When you're not stronger You'll never fall Ain't no whether Lay your head on me instead For forever Lay your head on Lay your head on me When you're not stronger You'll never fall Ain't no whether Lay your head on me instead For forever My father now, no don't let me down, down ,down ,down Now that logic forgot me, no don't lead me now wrong, wrong ,wrong, Out of winning Tired of whining Think about it Out of body Dream about it We about it Now it's not that long until it's wrote in stone Wishing something Missing something And it's not that long until you hear that song Be Somebody We Somebody Though we're deaf and dumb and dead inside We live on Lay your head on Lay your head on me When you're not stronger You'll never fall Ain't no whether Lay your head on me instead For forever Lay your head on Lay your head on me When you're not stronger You'll never fall Ain't no whether Lay your head on me instead, for forever |
Who Wrote Head By Sly Slim?
Lawrence Douglas Morris
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What's The Duration Of The Head By Sly Slim?The duration of Head is 3:32 minutes and seconds. |
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