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Ain't No Cover lyrics
It aint no cover, it aint no style.
I shouldn't bother, he's eight miles high.
But I adore him, and I implore him,
Saying I love him mother, but this aint no style.
He sits there smoking his breath away
He sits there choking on what they say
But I adore him, and I implore him,
Saying one of these mornings I'm going away.
The sun is setting, the day is done,
Goodnight my lover, goodnight my sun.
I shouldn't bother, he's eight miles high.
But I love him, mother, till the day that I die.
Oh till the day that I die.
Oh till the day that I die.
I shouldn't bother, he's eight miles high.
But I love him, mother, till the day that I die
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- Track 1 on Live at Bull Moose
- 2 Carbon Monoxide
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