Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me |
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Lyrics Angel Of Harlem Beautiful Day Discotheque Everlasting Love Hallelujah, Here She Comes Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me Love Comes Tumbling Luminous Times New Year's Day One Pride (In The Name Of Love) Staring At The Sun I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of Sunday, Bloody Sunday Sweetest Thing When Love Comes To Town Where The Streets Have No Name With Or Without You I Will Follow |
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You don't know how you took it You just know what you got Heartgard Plus Oh Lordy you've been stealing From the thieves and you got caught In the headlights Of a stretch car You're a star Dressing like your sister Living like a tart They don't know what you're doing Babe, it must be art You're a headache In a suitcase You're a star Oh no, don't be shy You don't have to go blind Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me You don't know how you got here You just know you want out Believing in yourself Almost as much as you doubt You're a big smash You wear it like a rash Star Oh no, don't be shy It takes a crowd to cry Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me They want you to be Jesus They'll go down on one knee But they'll want their money back If you're alive at thirty-three And you're turning tricks With your crucifix You're a star (Oh child) Of course you're not shy You don't have to deny love Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me |