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Glenn Tipton

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Version 1 of
Sun Kil Moon Lyrics
Glenn Tipton

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Version 1 of the lyrics

  Cassius Clay was hated more than Sonny Liston  Cassius Clay was hated more than Sonny Liston
1  Some like K.K.Downing          more than Glenn Tipton   Some like KK Downing more than Glenn Tipton 1
  Some like Jim Nabors, some Bobby Vinton  Some like Jim Nabors, some Bobby Vinton
  I like 'em all  I like 'em all
      
  I put my feet up on the coffee table  I put my feet up on the coffee table
  I stay up late watching cable  I stay up late watching cable
  I like old movies with Clarke Gable  I like old movies with Clarke Gable
  Just like my dad does  Just like my dad does
      
  Just like my dad did when he was home  Just like my dad did when he was home
  Staying up late, staying up alone  Staying up late, staying up alone
  Just like my dad did when he was thinking  Just like my dad did when he was thinking
  Oh, how fast the years fly  Oh, how fast the years fly
      
2  I know an old woman ran a dough nut shop   I know an old woman ran a doughnut      shop 2
  She worked late serving cops  She worked late serving cops
  But then one morning, baby, her heart stopped  But then one morning, baby, her heart stopped
3  Place ain’t the same no more   Place ain't the same no more 3
      
4  Place ain’t the same no more   Place ain't the same no more 4
  Not without my friend, Eleanor  Not without my friend, Eleanor
5  Place ain’t the same no more   Place ain't the same no more 5
  Man, how things change  Man, how things change
      
  I buried my first victim when I was nineteen  I buried my first victim when I was nineteen
6  Went through her bedroom and the pockets of her jeans   Went through her bedroom and                               6
1  the pockets of her jeans1
  And found her letters that said so many things  And found her letters that said so many things
  That really hurt me bad  That really hurt me bad
      
  I never breathed her name again  I never breathed her name again
  But I liked to dream about what could have been  But I liked to dream about what could have been
  I never heard her calls again  I never heard her calls again
  But I like to dream  But I like to dream
      


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