| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - alk with me, walk with me (now) Love is a game, you say Play me and put me awayPut your hands all over meNow you have lost your mind, pretty little girl I left behind I am not yours, getting rough but everybody knows you are not that tough Wandered out on the open road Looking for a place to call your own You are scared to death of the road ahead You pretty little thing, do not get upsetPut your hands a
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