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Subject: Alison.crd by Costello.Elvis (Corrections)
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Date: Mon, 10 Jan 94 20:28:28 GMT
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From: Dirt Bird <u9343164@athmail1.causeway.qub.ac.uk>
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Oops, I got the words wrong, silly me.
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B A C#m B F#m G#m B
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A E
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Oh it's so funny to be seein'ya after so long girl
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A G#m C#m B
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and with the way you look I understand that you are not impress
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A G#m C#m
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But I heard you let that little friend of mine
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D B
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take off your party dress
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A G#m C#m B
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I'm not gonna get too sentimental like those
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A G#m C#m B
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other sticky valentines
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A G#m C#m
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'cause I don't know if you were lovin' somebody
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D B
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I only know it isn't mine.
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A E A B G#m C#m B
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Alison, I know this world is killing you, oh
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A E A B E
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Alison, my aim is true.
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Well I see you got a husband now
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did he leave your pretty fingers lyin' in the weddin' cake
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You used to hold him right in your hand
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but it took all he could take
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Sometimes I wish I could stop you from talking when I
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hear the silly things that you say
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I think somebody better put out the big light
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'cause I can't stand to see you this way
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Alison, I know this world is killing you, oh
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Alison, my aim is true,
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D B E A D B E
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My aim is true, my aim is true ...
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This song is far too short
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Feel free to correct.
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Paul Hutchinson
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