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STONED...................

CAN'T MAKE IT ON MY OWN
I AM NOT A STONE
BUT THEN AGAIN
WITH THIS DARK SPIN
MAYBE THAT IS ME
KICKED AROUND TREMENDOUSLY
SINCE I'M ALREADY PART OF THE GROUND
THEN LET THAT BE WHERE I'M FOUND
AT LEAST STONE COLD IN THE DIRT
I'LL HAVE NO HEART TO HURT
BUT PEOPLE DISAGREE AND SAY
YOU LIVE AND BREATHE YOUR SPECIAL WAY
SURE DON'T FEEL SPECIAL THO
NO MORE THAN ANY STONE'S THROW
(SALLY)SAYING JUST LET ME GO-OKAY!!!!

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