Looking stone, all I saw
Clouds will flow to set my fall
Looking stone, count me along
All I have to give, happy spot so strong
Walk on by, shove and flee
Happen still to call your name
Looking small, all night long
Laughing tall, she saw what?
I have a style
Cryin' still to tell me
I gotta style
Cryin' still to tell me
I gotta dyin'
Dyin' still to tell me
I gotta style
Chin high, you tell me
Come on
Looking stone, all so strong
What you want is gone
Nod explain, be on a pile
Never be the king, marry on a dime
Laugh and pull, stop and kiss your name
Dare to blame, spot and army goin' insane
Looking stone, all along
Never get another sucker, pull the rod and fry the brain
I am deep down and I gotta style
I am deep down and I wanna style
I am deep down in the water
Stubborn child, loving child
Talk to that woman when I'm stuffing full of mine
Nothing comes, it's not me, it's that
Well come, pray to vine, come on, and my vine
Love in the lack, it's gotta go to vine
Wake up call, it's on the wall

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