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i got troubles
woe-woe
i got worries
i got troubles
woe-woe
i got worries
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woe oh oh
woe oh oh
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woe oh oh
woe oh oh
can really sing. but it keeps on growin'
and you know woe-woe-in'
don't change a thing. so if you're a person
can really sing. but it keeps on growin'
and you know woe-woe-in'
don't change a thing. so if you're a person
soon as she gets on the flo oh oh
hooh woe hooh woe hooh woe
wen she stops nobody knows
soon as she gets on the flo oh oh
hooh woe hooh woe hooh woe
wen she stops nobody knows
these walls of such permanent lows
the only way is woe
the only way is woe
these walls of such permanent lows
the only way is woe
the only way is woe
oh
woe be to the orders
that marched my love away
oh
woe be to the orders
that marched my love away
oh
woe be to the orders
that marched my love away
oh
woe be to the orders
that marched my love away
where to go?
oh woe
woe
where to go?
oh woe
woe
be my baby now
woe woe woe
i'll make you happy baby
be my baby now
woe woe woe
i'll make you happy baby
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woe be to the girl who loves a songwriter
the days are pages in the book
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woe be to the girl who loves a songwriter
the days are pages in the book
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woe to the one
who boast in front of the gods
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woe to the one
who boast in front of the gods
just the small fish. i tell you what: they would do anything
to materialize their every wish. oh yeah-eah-eah-eah. say: woe to the downpressors: they'll eat the bread of sorrow!
woe to the downpressors: they'll eat the bread of sad tomorrow!
just the small fish. i tell you what: they would do anything
to materialize their every wish. oh yeah-eah-eah-eah. say: woe to the downpressors: they'll eat the bread of sorrow!
woe to the downpressors: they'll eat the bread of sad tomorrow!
i walk alone with no tomorrow
woah woe yeah
i do now
i walk alone with no tomorrow
woah woe yeah
i do now
hands across the nation
woe to human kind
woe to human kind
hands across the nation
woe to human kind
woe to human kind
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don't need ribbons and bows to cure my woes
no
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don't need ribbons and bows to cure my woes
no
man is wolf to man
woe unto him
woe unto me
man is wolf to man
woe unto him
woe unto me
smiiiiiiiillllllllllllllleee
woe-oh
woe-oh
smiiiiiiiillllllllllllllleee
woe-oh
woe-oh
i've got ten thousand troubles
a million woes
i got grief in my soul nobody knows
i've got ten thousand troubles
a million woes
i got grief in my soul nobody knows