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Hey ... Ohhhh ... Oh, happy birthday America. Lord knows you ain't no sweet sixteen. But, we love you 'cause you're beautiful America. We still beleive

Caught in the crossfire. Caught in the crossfire ... of love. Caught in the crossfire. Caught in the crossfire ... of love. Caught in the crossfire. Caught in the crossfire. You played

I've been in love for a short time. I had a little trouble makin' up my mind. Somthin' got in my way, babe. I find it really hard for me to say. I know

I'm sitting here sad and lonely. Thinkin' 'bout my one and only. I been sittin' here cryin' my eyes out. Feelin' sorry for myself 'cause I just don't

money, no, so maybe it's the style. 'Cause dreamin', baby, that's the way that I like it. Just wanna' get on a plane, go some place insane, throw myself one real good

Ahhhh baby release it, talkin' about your love. Yeah, baby release it, your love, Your love. Release your love to me. And, put it in my heart where

I've got this good lookin' woman back home Let me tell y'all She cooks good and she looks good And she just can't do no wrong She cooks me cornbread