Baby Mystic Lady You do own my night Put my dogs to fright Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Sliding riding Sorceress In your dungarees Got me on my knees The people in your life are cruel Keep on riding that hard road The lovers in you life are few Keep on riding that hard road Baby, baby, baby Baby, baby, baby Pleasant crescent moon Fills my heart with pain Fills my toes with rain, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Bobby you're a hobby With the learned ones Like a setting sun Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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