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Good night, you moonlight ladies

And as the moon rises he sits by his fire,
thinkin' about women and glasses of beer
and closing his eyes as the doggies retire.
He sings out a song wich is soft but it's clear.
As if maybe someone could hear.

Good night, you moonlight ladies,
rock by sweet baby Paul....,
deep greens and blues
are the colours I choóse
won't you let me get in to your hall
and rock by sweet baby Paul.

(Ähhh.. sorry, Mista)

14. September 2008

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