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Swilly music is the combined efforts of steve williams, kevin campbell, doug adair , carl holz and jason long.
Mrs. Hyde are you my are you my mrs hyde friday night is when i come to life like dr. Jeckle  looking for his mrs hyde. Line em up bartender you know what i like, rum and coke with a shot on the side suit and tie has come undone i flipped my s , now let it run. Im dr jeckle...
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Our tribute to zztop https://myswilly. Com - sign up to our mailing list! Swilly is an indie rock band (fronted by singer/songwriter steven williams) who record, produce and master all our own material. We believe in laughing our asses off and having fun first and that’s quite evident by our...
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This is a personal song for us having lost so many and we know its a touchy subject matter but we love life and cherish all who are in it. If we can help just one person then it was worth it. The dark side i can see the storm in your eyes i know your heart hurts deep inside talk to me its not...
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I got some sunshine on my back yeah things going my way all in control the way i like then i met you i dont know what to do you got everything all messed up and im getting pulled in too then theres you you and you and you your the lost and found you cant turn it around you knock things...
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As far back as our history goes theres a story thats always been told when the night sky was bright with fire when life wasnt worth your desire born with nothing we made our way every step to avoid a mistake standing tall protect the weak the first to die is always the meek just give me...
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Written by dave ward
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She’s the one she brings the sun she gets it done i could stare at her all day she so wants to play long hair down her back one hot chick dressed in black she turns it on like crack of dawn shes the one she is the one she is the number one to get done shes a heart attack i want...
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Black how can you say forever when i never see your face. I miss those midnight talks and the way that you taste. Broken down and bleeding how much longer do i wait those teardrops i cried taste like memories from better days tonight i want to paint these walls black pour...
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