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Bài hát Sunday Candy - Donnie Trumpet, The Social Experiment. She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me. With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money. I
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Bài hát Freaks - Timmy Trumpet. The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!. Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!. The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to
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. Guide us with Your grace. To a place where we'll be safe --Verse (Donnie)(Yolanda). I pray we'll find Your light (I pray we'll find Your light). And hold it in our hearts (and hold it in our hearts
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Experiment. Tonny Bennett. (Cole Porter). . Note. (I am only giving you the original lyrics, here. There was a revised version for a film, Mississippi Belle, but since the movie. Was never
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have to. We kill for sport Why do the man treat the people bad. And just expect them not to be mad. Social security sure you right. Number the ones with the broken lives Who knows what tomorrow
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Lead (starts first) Let the river flow. Let the river flow. Let the river flow. And refresh my soul Everyone Let the river flow. Let the river flow. Let the river Flow. And refresh my soul Flow
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Do you know social living is the best (repeat). . It takes behaviour to get along. Lots of behaviour to get along. . Do you really really know that. . Do you know social living is the best
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Do you know social living is the best (repeat). . It takes behaviour to get along. Lots of behaviour to get along. . Do you really really know that. . Do you know social living is the best
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Do you know social living is the best (repeat). . It takes behaviour to get along. Lots of behaviour to get along. . Do you really really know that. . Do you know social living is the best
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Welcome to the colored section. Welcome to the negro league. Sign your name on the black list and know this. It's American history See what it is to be blackmailed. (Blackmailed). See a real
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, de. Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, de Driving down the highway. Roberta, Donnie Hathaway, yeah yeah. Playing on the airwaves. As we're making our way. We pull up to a red light. Check the mirror for
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social disease She's so full of high grade octane. She could run the bullet train on 38 double D's. Now you know for sure, she knows the cure. To make any blind man see You can't start a fire without a
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I'll be vigilant, I'll be silent. Yes, no one will know. You want something for nothing. A toast on your grave I just wanna give you the creeps. Run and hide when I'm on the streets. Your fears
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Youre the Author of Creation. God of every nation. Youre the Holy of Holies. Angels bow before Thee Tenor Mighty King. You are the Great I Am. Sap Almighty King. You are the Great I Am Praise
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The bass and the tweeters. Make the speakers go to war. Ah the mighty trumpet. Brings the freaks out to the floor. The bass and the tweeters. Make the speakers go to war. Ah the mighty trumpet
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troops here Mr. "Only Way to Stop It". I ain't checking for the crack, I'm worried about the social narcotics. . This is my land (Nah, this is my land) (Repeat 8x). . Grumble grumble growl, toss and
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, I'm a social butterfly (2x). . Last night, I met a pretty girl. Singing in the bar. I tried to kiss her, stumbled and missed her. . And she left in an autobus car. Woke up at the bus stop. With
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Sometimes in life you'll find that. You get in a hurry. But when you have assurance. No need to worry You can wait, wait, wait on the Lord and you'll see. He always keeps his word. Must, just
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social disease And the ladies are all getting wrinkles. And they're falling apart at the seams. Well I just get high on tequila. And see visions of vineyards in my dreams And I get bombed for breakfast
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social disease And the ladies are all getting wrinkles. And they're falling apart at the seams. Well I just get high on tequila. And see visions of vineyards in my dreams And I get bombed for breakfast
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social disease And the ladies are all getting wrinkles. And they're falling apart at the seams. Well I just get high on tequila. And see visions of vineyards in my dreams And I get bombed for breakfast
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social disease And the ladies are all getting wrinkles. And they're falling apart at the seams. Well I just get high on tequila. And see visions of vineyards in my dreams And I get bombed for breakfast
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At last we meet again. Dear God, hear the angels sing. The funerals are nicer when we know you're there. When the angels sing Sometimes I try so hard to understand. The things you do. Who am I