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high. Just to realize. Everything I need is on the. Everything I need is on the ground. On the ground. Everything I need is on the ground. Nah but they don't hear me though. (Yeah what goes up it must
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soon Cell phone's dead, and she's calling. Message box is full Up around ten with a headache kicking. Guess I fell asleep with a cigarette. My girl's back home with the morning sick. Got a baby on
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Can't pass the people, can't pass the, hit me. . Ooh, get on down like. Uh, I wanna get on the good foot. Ho, good foot, I got to get on the good foot, ah. . Going down to the crib, let all
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Can't pass the people, can't pass the, hit me. . Ooh, get on down like. Uh, I wanna get on the good foot. Ho, good foot, I got to get on the good foot, ah. . Going down to the crib, let all
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Can't pass the people, can't pass the, hit me. . Ooh, get on down like. Uh, I wanna get on the good foot. Ho, good foot, I got to get on the good foot, ah. . Going down to the crib, let all
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Can't pass the people, can't pass the, hit me. . Ooh, get on down like. Uh, I wanna get on the good foot. Ho, good foot, I got to get on the good foot, ah. . Going down to the crib, let all
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Can't pass the people, can't pass the, hit me. . Ooh, get on down like. Uh, I wanna get on the good foot. Ho, good foot, I got to get on the good foot, ah. . Going down to the crib, let all
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Can't pass the people, can't pass the, hit me. . Ooh, get on down like. Uh, I wanna get on the good foot. Ho, good foot, I got to get on the good foot, ah. . Going down to the crib, let all
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Song The Road Goes On And On(Album Version) - Robert Earl Keen. I don't care what you say. I never liked you anyway. Wouldn't give you the time of day . If I had the time to spend. You're malicious
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wax anything you want to hear all night. It's a balmy 73 degrees in Fog City. 71 in the Valley, 80 in Santa Cruz. But remember, if you snooze you lose. I'm gonna hang with you, I'll crank it on the
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wax anything you want to hear all night. It's a balmy 73 degrees in Fog City. 71 in the Valley, 80 in Santa Cruz. But remember, if you snooze you lose. I'm gonna hang with you, I'll crank it on the
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June, what are you crying for?. Soon you'll have to end this war. The days are turning darker now. But hang on to that dream somehow June, where are you going to?. True, the game got rough on you
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Bài hát Heart-Shaped Box (The Voice Performance) - Lindsey Pavao. She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak. I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for a week. I've been drawn into your magnet
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say. Chorus. A lot of girls are sexy. But you know how to use it. You can keep me. Up on the phone all night. We say let's hang up on three. But we don't ever do it. Ain't it crazy. How after all this
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everybody's on the run. Everybody's on the run. Hang in there love. You gotta hold on. Hang in there love. You gotta hold on. Cause everybody's on the run. Everybody's on the run (x3). You've been drifting and
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. Who'll do the best they can to hang around a little while My community service had me working for the county. Cutting grass on the off-ramps and medians and such. Every quarter mile or so, stands a brand
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Bài hát Houses On The Hill (Itunes Session) - Ryan Adams. Well I found a bunch of letters. That were written for the fella who broke your momma's heart. And the envelope folds, smelled of her ancient
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giấu được. Cảm xúc khi nhìn vào mắt em. Nhớ em nhiều lắm. Nhưng chẳng thể nói ra thành câu. Biết em từ lâu. Chỉ xem tôi như người bạn lâu năm. Nhưng với tôi thì khác. Em là giấc mơ của tôi. Nhưng giấc mơ
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Mama's got a squeeze box. She wears on her chest. And when Daddy comes home. He never gets no rest. Because she's playing all night. And the music's alright. Mama's got a squeeze box. Daddy
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Bài hát The Beat Of Celebration . - Tóc Tiên, BigDaddy, JustaTee, Touliver. Chorus Toc Tien. (Turn on the beat). Trôi xa như bầu trời trôi theo mây. (Turn on the beat). DJ chơi bài nhạc kia đang
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to end this war. The days are turning darker now. But hang on to that dream, some how June, where are you going to?. True, the game got rough on you. Things have turned so sad inside. But hang on
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Song The Road Goes On And On(Album Version) - Robert Earl Keen. I don't care what you say. I never liked you anyway. Wouldn't give you the time of day . If I had the time to spend. You're malicious
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. When the darkness comes,. like the rays of the sun,. Shine on me Shine on me. Shine on me. When the darkness comes,. like the rays of the sun,. Shine on me When the fight is fought. And I hang my
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balances on your head. Just like a mattress balances. On a bottle of wine. Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat. . Well, if you wanna see the sun rise. Honey, I know where. We'll go out and see it
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. . Baby mess me up and honey bring me down. Wanna fall on through to the underground. Just do what you got and I'll - I'm gonna do what I can. Cause every nice young girl needs an angry young man
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Pack up my * I'm on the road like Kerouac. (Whoo). Found tranquility in the cover that holds me. (Down, down). People I've query, I'm always on the move. (Get more). Set it up, pack it up
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pain, on the wire It's easier to be naive. It's harder 'cause I'm losing sleep. And ignorance is our best friend. Insomnia's the death or dreaming. Sorry if my words seem cold. Trying to be rational
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. . Can I make them understand. Who in the world would have thought this. God I'll never know your plans. Doin what I got to. What I Got to hang on. Cause I'm doin what I got to. What I got to hang on
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I watched the smoke, as it grew darker and blew up through the roof. I watched them fled, saw them panic, as the fire grew. I saw virginia, get rid of langley, and it's secrets too. I held your
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south. King of the south, king of the south, king of the south. Grew up on the country side of town M-I crooked my nigga. Do it for the south, ya'll know. Born and raised where the rebel flag hang
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. A bunch of rocks on my hand n I ain't even on the block yet . Show em white gold sorta hold em like my tims . And a chain hang 24 inches like the rims . Diamonds all blown up yeah sorta like a pimp
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in the skies. It sucks up our lives and proliferates lies. Trapped in a box. Trapped in a box, four walls as sky. Got a screen for a window about two feet wide. My mind rides and slides as my circuits
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hang down your head for sorrow, hang down your head for me. Hang down your head tomorrow, hang down your head Marie Hush, my love, the rain now, hush, my love was so true. Hush, my love, a train now
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a lake and take off all your clothes. Set your clothes on fire now you are alone. But you've got all you know written on your skin. So you can carry on and forget everything. All the things I'd
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on the wet t-shirt. It, currently providing exciting strummery here in miami), and is in the process of getting the details of her life on the bus with larry and the other jolly road crew lads. he
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folks. The name of this song is penguin in bondage,. An' it's a song that ah, deals with the possible variations on. A basic theme which is. well,. You understand what a basic theme is. And then the