| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| Don’t sing this song
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| I have been seekin' P.F. |
| Sloan
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| But no one knows where he has gone
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| No one ever heard the song
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| That good old boy set wingin'
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| Now, you might sigh and you might moan
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| And you might sweat about the skin and bone
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| You just smiled and read the Rolling Stone
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| While he continued singin'
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| Yeah, now listen to him singin'
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| No, people, don’t you sing this song
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| It belongs to P.F. |
| Sloan
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| Oh, oh from now on
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| (My old friend, Trigger, up and died
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| Now, they got him stuffed and dried
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| Well, they’ve tanned his hide and crucified
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| Got him starin' glassy-eyed
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| Out through the portal door)
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| Nixon’s come and bound to stay
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| He’s taken all of my sins away
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| (I heard it on the news today
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| But it set my ears to ringin')
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| Can’t you hear the people singin'?
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| No, people, don’t you sing this song
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| It belongs to P.F. |
| Sloan
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| Oh, oh from now, from now on
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| Last time I saw P.F. |
| Sloan
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| He was summer burned and winter blown
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| He turned the corner all alone
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| But he continued singin'
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| Yeah now, listen to him singin'
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| No, people, don’t you sing this song
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| It belongs to P.F. |
| Sloan
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| Oh, oh, oh from now, from now on
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
|
| No, people, don’t you sing this song
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
|
| Don’t sing this song
|
| It belongs to P.F. |
| Sloan
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| Oh, oh, oh from now, from now on
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na, na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| No, people, don’t you sing this song
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| It belongs to P.F. |
| Sloan
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| Oh, oh, oh from now, from now on
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| No, people, don’t you sing this song
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| Na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na-na
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| Don’t sing this song
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| It belongs to P.F. |
| Sloan
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| Oh, oh, oh from now |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song P.F. Sloan, artist - The Association. Album song Stop Your Motor, in the genre Иностранный рок