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The hand that cut this barley, I’d like to know The pale blue lips that blew the life into this stereo Oh, oh, oh, I’d like to know Oh, oh, oh, I’d like to know Oh, don’t it feel good To be understood tonight You asked me when’s the last time I stared into Your sharp black jeweled eyes Even then you knew we were through Oh, oh, oh, I didn’t know I didn’t know Then you got up to go Oh, don’t it feel good Oh, don’t it feel right Oh, don’t it feel good To be understood tonight Do you know how the west was won? I fixed my speed in the middle lane, turned on the radio Oh, they played that missing take of Jailbreak Oh, oh, oh, they had to know Oh, don’t it feel good Oh, don’t it feel right Oh, don’t it feel good To be understood tonight From Letras Mania