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Bài hát Đừng Hát Khi Buồn - Anh Khang, Bằng Kiều. Đừng hát khi buồn, hát khi buồn. Để chút yên lặng , mỗi chiều anh đến cùng em. Biết rằng ngày em sẽ đi, sẽ đi nơi xa biển. Biết rằng tình yêu sẽ
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I was foldin' up your letters, unpacking winter clothes. Searchin' for my hat, I thought I'd left it by the door. So I tore around the room like a bird without a head. I saw your picture wavin
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I was foldin' up your letters, unpacking winter clothes. Searchin' for my hat, I thought I'd left it by the door. So I tore around the room like a bird without a head. I saw your picture wavin
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trong xanh. Không bị nó *** banh chành. Em nói với anh một câu là. Mây tầng nào gặp mây tầng đó. Thì anh đây cũng không dài dòng. Nói vầy cho nhanh có chi mà khó. Cuộc đời anh ngoài hát và ca. Chỉ muốn
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Bài hát Tequila Time (Outro) - Jax Jones. This, this tastes sour. Hip, hip, hooray. Boom, boom, boom, let me hear you say, "Way-oh!". "Way-oh!". Verse. So like, if you made it this far, thanks for
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-aye, just trust me", She said. "You, you, you need something up on your head. A pork pie, pillbox, Panama, tiara, turban, fez, sombrero" Well, let's see if it fits. Hey, I've got a silly hat. I've
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Intro. E-e-e-e-e-e-e. Can you feel it-e-e-e. Verse 1. I remember driving that night. And I felt a little warmer with you. Now I'm driving to the same city lights. And I've only got the memories of you
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Bài hát La La Land - Jax. Quiet (?) on the set! Alright, look alive, people. And we're live in five, four, three, two-". Welcome back to the land of r- reality. Wait, let's get it again with a little
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Bài hát To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before - Jax. Shout out to all the boys I've loved before. For teaching me I needed more. I'm kinda glad they broke my heart. 'Cause now its yours. Verse 1. I loved
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words. It took a little self-confidence. To be confident in the relationship. I'm not saying that we're narcissists. We're just self sufficient, it is what it is. Everybody in the past, no, they could
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Bài hát Breathe (Acoustic) - Jax Jones, Ina Wroldsen. You're my discretional sin. I feel you on me when I touch my skin. You got me hooked and you're reelin' me in. And I look in your eyes, I'm on
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