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Zappa Frank |
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Cucamonga Years 1962-1964 |
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Cradle Rock |
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Rock a bye, Baby, |
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On the tree-top. |
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When the wind blows, |
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The cradle will rock. |
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When the bow breaks, |
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The cradle will fall. |
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So down, down, down, down... |
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Down will come Baby, |
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Cradle and all. |
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I gave you my kisses |
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Right from the start. |
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I gave you my true love, |
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For I wasn't smart. |
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But you took advantage |
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And broke my heart. |
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An' down, down, down, down... |
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Down went my soul |
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An' you threw away my heart. |
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Don't make me cry for you. |
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Don't make me die for you. |
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I never thought it'd be like this. |
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But in the end you see, |
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You took the best of me. |
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So down with all... |
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Down came my heart. |
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You learned to love me |
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Much too late. |
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Offered me kisses |
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I wouldn't take. |
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When the wind blew, |
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You saw me fall. |
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So down, down, down, down |
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Down will come Baby, |
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Cradle and all. |
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Istvan Fekete |
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Budapest, Hungary |
