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Church Of Rhythm Take My Hand

my friend that your place is next to mine Take my hand and lift it up And together we will stand And they'll know us by our love Brother brother Forgive me my

you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo Scooping on the skinz in the church from your bingo Sounds

starting up a brand new day You're the crop to my rotation You're the sum of my equation I'm the answer to your question If you follow my suggestion

sure War, hits, more hits, just for you Youth of '93, who, we the people What is a church without a steeple Jump, hump, think he pump me Of your rhythm

players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my

Starting up a brand new day You're the crop to my rotation You're the sum of my equation I'm the answer to your question If you follow my suggestion

Hey baby, won't you take my hand And make me a happy man? I ain't rich but I found my fortune in you Two jobs on the night time shift I'm still left with

mamas take them to a show Matinee Pass the popcorn please There's nothing like a catholic girl With her hand in the box When she's on her knees Larry

players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died We started singing Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my