"Just Like Goffin & King" genre: Pop
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	You know what? I'll tell you what. You're not worthy of this song. Don't listen to it. ~Lesley
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	Story Behind the Song No, it's true, you're really NOT worthy. You think I was kidding, you bleeding heart liberal whining pathetic bitch you? Go kiss the ass of the moron who came before you. Yeah, Daddy's Little DirtyDeedDoer. Go the hell the pair of you. Right on the upbeat. Ping. Thar yew go. Lyrics Just Like Goffin & King Hello, Hello, Hello, Baby! Hey, are you tired? Hey, are you wired? Do you remember what you once desired? We could write 'em Just like Goffin & King There's always something holding you back Don't wait too long, Baby Tell me one thing in life that isn't crazy We could write 'em Just like Goffin & King Is it already time to call it a day? Listen to you instead of what they say I'd rather chase them all away Alligators all around I've come a distance At my insistance John, Paul, George, Ringo, make a needed visit We try to write 'em Just like Goffin & King I'm talkin' 'bout the special voo-doo Yeah, that you do Yes I'm bodacious I'm standing next to you We could write 'em Just like Goffin & King Do you remember? Baby, one fine day Up on the roof it used to be that way My name is not Pierre Baby, can't you tell I care? One was Johnny and me That adds up different counting physically Gee, it might be nice Nice as chicken soup and rice Should I just pack it in? Never to return again? Held off the real world for twenty years "Hey, it's only a phase" Hey, hey, hey, "Grow up right now and get back in your cage!" Hey, I thought the miracle was on its way Can't you feel the earth move now? I've got a good heart I come from good stock So what if I was nine when they did Woodstock? I've got two ears and these days they can't hear a thing It's really dismal, down right abysmal I'll be the Jazzman I'll be the Tazman If you'll be my last ray of hope---the way that God planned We could write 'em We could write 'em We could write 'em We could write 'em When Pigs Fly, that's when. Till then, all you can do is watch. Bitch. Copyright 2003 ~ Lesley Jane

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