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Love - A House Is Not A Motel (Forever Changes)

Verse 1:
At my house I've got no shackles
You can come and look if you want to
In the halls you'll see the mantles
Where the light shines dim all around you
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone asks you, you can call my name

Verse 2:
You are just a thought that someone
Somewhere somehow feels you should be here
And it's so for real to touch
To smell, to feel, to know where you are here
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone asks you, you can call my name
You can call my name
I hear you calling my name yeah all right now

Verse 3:
By the time that I'm through singing
The bells from the schools of wars will be ringing
More confusions, blood transfusions
The news today will be the movies for tomorrow
And the water's turned to blood, and if
You don't think so
Go turn on your tub
And it it's mixed with mud
You'll see it turn to gray
And you can call my name
I hear you call my name

Love - A House Is Not A Motel (04:04)
RIP Arthur Lee (March 7, 1945 -- August 3, 2006) At my house I've got no shackles You can come and
look if you want to In the halls you'll see the mantles Where the light shines dim all around you
And the streets are paved with gold And if you don't think so, you can call my name You are just a
thought that someone Somewhere somehow feels you should be here And it's so for real to touch To
smell, to feel, to know where you are here And the streets are paved with gold and If you don't
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