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maybe she jus wants to see what it is she thinks i need to be free maybe she jus wants to give what she needs to live but y'know i gotta say i'm gonna keep er number anyway y'know it's cold outside, babe seems a long time til summer's comin round n it be rainin, n the storm winds may blow but you n i know where to go maybe you just need some heat n ain't it funny how lovers meet cold n lonely out on the street baby, you just feel my heat n when i die they're gonna bury me on boot hill would you cry n be there for me, i know you will n all these dreams may seem to you jus like pictures on your wall |