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Party Of The First Part.
The party of the first part
A deal you sealed with blood
20 years of riches, fame
Sex, drugs and limelight
But it turns out the same
Play your sweet soul music
Then there's a price to pay
It's your sweet soul sister
When comes your dying day
Didn't anyone ever tell you
You gotta' pay to play?
Now every night's a party
Fan's adoration at your door
Charlie White in every corner
Wild whores upon the floor
Play your sweet soul music
Soon there's a price to pay
It's your sweet soul sister
'Cos it turns out the same
20 years flew by so fast
The glitz and gigs are gone
Left lonely in a hotel room
All dancehall days are done
Played your sweet soul music
Now there's a price to pay
It's your sweet soul sister
You gotta' pay to play
The party of the second part
Appears to claim his prize
Now it's time to pay the price
Your black soul's on his mind
And it all turned out the same
Didn't anyone ever tell you
You gotta' pay to play?
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2015 - 2018.
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