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    I Let the Music Speak
    Young Lust
    Into The Night
    Must've Had A Ball
    It Could Be Day
    Without You
    Soli
    L.V.B.D.
    Balls To The Wall
    Feel Your Love
    Games People Play
    Sister Blister
    Laberinto En Cruces
    Happy Nation
    One
    Jaded
    Summer Days
    Friends (Version 2)
    Respiri Di Vita
    You Learn
    Ray
    What Goes Up...
    The Way I Am
    Cartrouble
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    Our Last Summer
    Molotov Solution
    Heat Of The Moment
    Diablo
    Viviendo De Prisa
    My Pledge Of Allegiance #1
    Looking For A UFO
    Flouresein
    Put It In Your Mouth
    When It Rains, It Pours
    Tears Of A Clone
    This Heart Belongs to Me
    It's Not My Town
    Morgen Is Ze Weg
    Could've Been Anyone
    Lena
    Fatty McGee
    Angola Bound
    Satya
    What
    Wonder Milky Bitch
    Wie Es Geht
    Love Child

Once in awhile my mind takes a trip
Down memory lane where two fool kids
First found love in my old Tempest
Girl, we were something
Ribbons in your hair and white cotton dress
Hearts on fire, both scared to death
We lost our fear and our innocence
To sweet, sweet loving

Now honey, I aint complaining
No girl, Im just saying

~CHORUS~
Every now and then on a night like this
When the south breeze blows, baby I relive
That laugh, that touch, that kiss
Oh honey, how sweet it is
Every now and then when the moon's just right
Those old feelings come back to life
And I wish I could turn back time somehow
Every now and then, I wish then was now

We parked down along Dry Creek Road
"Burnin' Love" blasting on the radio
We were green but it never showed
Baby, we were red hot
Hotter than noon in mid-July
You could have lit a fire with the flame in our eyes
We left nothing to be desired
We gave it all that we got

So honey, lets take a little spin
And turn up those old feelings

(Repeat Chorus)

*BRIDGE*
Cant you feel the warm wind kickin' up
Thats our cue baby, sure enoughI've been too long, looking at a photograph
Through an unchanging window pane
With a Saturday and Sunday off
I’ve been too long, looking at the world outside
Sitting in an office on the fourteenth floor
Dying in a shirt and tie

And if a place get a hold on a man too long
He’ll sit right there looking till the choice is gone
This life you’re living is your one and only
So you’d better get a move on

And you’d better do something
Or you will never do nothing
You got a hold on a good thing
It’s gonna get away

I’ve been too long heading for a heart attack
I took a secretary for a dinner for two
And I woke with a broken back
I’ve been too long in this Saturday and Sunday life
Staring at the woman in the opposite chair, I wonder if she’s my wife

And if a place get a hold on a man too long

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