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Lyrics for '1971' by 'Perry Blake'
Throw Away Your Suitcase
Come Back To Bed
There Is Nothing I Wouldn't Do
For A Girl In Distress
I've Loaded My Weapon
I'm Wearing My Best
There Is Nothing I Couldn't Stoop To
For A Girl In Distress
Nothing I Wouldn't Stoop To
We Are Out In The Hills Now
Looking Over The Sea
There Is Nothing She Wouldn't Do
To A Man On His Knees
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