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the blood, uh, huh. I don't use my hands, I let the blood talk, huh. 223's and Maxi make you blood walk. I can make any nigga hit the Crip Walk. Crip Walk, I'ma let my hip talk. Put a 40 with the dicky
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You such a ***, ooh. I need her, when she on me I don't feel so lonely. Don't leave me horny, ride me like a pony. Push down on me, she's just such a ***in' ***. I love it. I just *** her on her side
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like craters on the moon. See the funny side of it. We'll be living in them soon But it's a super life. A super dupa dupa life we live. Yes, it's a super life. A super dupa dupa life we live But
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like craters on the moon. See the funny side of it. We'll be living in them soon But it's a super life. A super dupa dupa life we live. Yes, it's a super life. A super dupa dupa life we live But
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Bài hát She's A Lady - Patricia Barber . Well she's all you'd ever want,. She's the kind they'd like to flaunt and take to dinner. Well she always knows her place. She's got style, she's got grace
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Song Try - P!nk. Ever wonder about what he's doing. How it all turned to lies. Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why. Where there is desire. There is gonna be a flame. Where there is a
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(Oh na, na, na). . She hosts a T. V. Show--she rides the rodeo. She plays the bass in a band. She's an astronaut--. A valet at the parking lot. A farmer working the land. She is a champion
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frighten that he wont lover her. She builds up a wall. . Oh no, she knows where to hide in the dark. Oh no, she's nowhere to hide in the dark. . She's a star. . She's been in disguise forever. She's
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frighten that he wont lover her. She builds up a wall. . Oh no, she knows where to hide in the dark. Oh no, she's nowhere to hide in the dark. . She's a star. . She's been in disguise forever. She's
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it right in your forehead Let me take a breath and regain my composure Told you one more time, if you effed up, it's over When it's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's gone You did wrong, so wrong, so
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Bài hát She's A Heart Full - Don Williams. One minute she's up, one minute she's down. Lovin' her's like bein' on a merry-go-round. Sometimes she's sad, and sometimes she's funny. Sometimes I wonder
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She's got a way of getting inside your soul. She'd breach the walls of Jericho. Make you fall like virgin snow She's got a smile, makes you forget the things. You're only just thinking about. It
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She's a lover. And she fits inside my head. She's a lover. But there's nothing happening in my bed. . She's a lover and she won't be back. She's a lover and I got the sack. I can't take it or
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I hear voices but there's no one there. You speak to me in another language. Computer says it's a binary code. It's such a pity, I can't understand it It's not me talking. It's not me talking I
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I thought it was forever. Then you took my love for granted. I tried so hard to please you. Every way I could Every time I think of you. But all I have to say Is. But to me it's a sad affair
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Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul. And I can see there's not much left to hold. Just an empty space surrounded by the pieces of. A badly broken heart that's forgotten how to
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than a feeling ain't it?. I be killin' damn it, I'm illin' I'm illin'. Eh eh eh meet Mr. Popular. Go get your binoculars. And see Penthouse 3 where a nigga be. Spittin' fire on the P-J in my P-J's
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. I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests. I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans. I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard. And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and
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. I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests. I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans. I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard. And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and
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when you walked into the room. . My head started spinnin', this must be a sin and. I think I'm going crazy. Then you called me sweetness, sweetness is my weakness. Automatic baby. . Sending out an
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I don't know who I am or why I take it this far. I wish I could find myself but I don't know where you are. Woke up a little too late wearin' the same old shirt. Maybe I started a little too soon
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Now here's a little story to tell it is a must. About an unsung hero that moves away your dust. Some people make a fortune other's earn a mint. My old man don't earn much. In fact. He's flippin
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Bài hát La Mère À Titi - Louane. Sur la table du salon qui brille comme un soulier. Y'a un joli napperon et une huître-cendrier. Y'a des fruits en plastique vachement bien imités. Dans une coupe en
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sure twice the fun She's a rhythm child. (She'll drive you wild). She's a rhythm child. (Set your soul on fire). She's a rhythm child, rhythm child. (Sexy). Rhythm child, rhythm child. Just watch
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La, la, la, la. La, la, la, la Oh, there's a small hotel. With a wishing well. I wish that we were there. Together, together Oh, there's a bridal suite. One room bright and neat. Complete for
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La, la, la, la. La, la, la, la Oh, there's a small hotel. With a wishing well. I wish that we were there. Together, together Oh, there's a bridal suite. One room bright and neat. Complete for
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There's a river pouring. From a pure and a crystal stream. And it carries my heart along. Carries me all my life. And I know it will bring me home. . There's a choir singing. With a force that
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They say I drive a little fast. Say, I like to push the limit. Every day I'm living like it was my last They say I'm proud of my scars. Each one's got a story. God cuts in glory down to it all
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Song He's A Jolly Good Fellow - Charlie Walker. He's a jolly good fellow he can laugh out loudest at them all. He's a jolly good fellow but that jolly good fellow's world's about to fall. Tonight
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It's three a. m. in the morning. The train whistle is blowin'. It sounds like some lonesome song got in my soul, in my soul. My baby split blank and he won't be back no more My baby thinks he's a
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makes it stop. Chorus P!nk. God, it hurts to be human. Without you, I'd be losing. And someday, we'll face the music. God, it hurts to be human. Post-Chorus P!nk. But I've got you, you, you, you, you, hey
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There's a stormlamp on the table. Throwing shadows to the gable. And you swallow if your able. On a storyteller's night From the poorhouse chimes indifferent. Seven towers seven sisters. Every
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Lay your cards on the table. Show the world who you are. Stand for the right. Cause baby you can never lose In your blood it's electric. And the power's in your veins. You've got a chance
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There's a rhythm under the song. And it beats for the old and the young. And it pounds in the back of the sun. It's the sound of one drummer, one drum There's a rhythm, it's subtle yet strong
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{Uhh, that was creepy. I would rather slurp rancid tuna salad out of my own ass. Or scour my boobies off with a rusty S O S pad. Or hump a piece of splintered balsa wood}
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Dumb, dumb, dumb, honey what have you done?. Dumb, dumb, dumb it's the sound of my gun. Dumb, dumb, dumb, honey what have you done?. Dumb, dumb, dumb it's the sound Janie's got a gun. Janie's got