"Johnny" genre: Pop
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	Credits: Written, performed and produced by Michael Bowling
	Story Behind the Song Lyrics In the heat of an August moon or the coldest of barren rooms We were banditos, freed too soon Desperate for the fix and the fame and the kicks Somewhere, along that road we left it, on its own Neglected, a friendship worn I can see it in your eyes that it comes as no surprise Johnny, it’s too late, you know some things Just can’t wait So long, you know its been great But the things you’ve done they ought to tear you apart uh hunh So crave softly in your sunlit rooms, take poisons until you’re doomed But not me, I’ve learned to run Counting my steps and the company I’ve kept ‘Cause I’m not your conscience, I can’t tell you what to do anymore but something’s creeping ‘round your back door Johnny, Johnny Johnny, it’s too late, you know some things Just can’t wait So long, you know its been great But the things you’ve done they ought to tear you apart uh hunh

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