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Midnite blue. You make me laugh. You make me tremble. But I'm as strong as you. Midnite blue. . Midnite blue. You're funny. And I like you too. Shy, sly, gypsy high now. You could touch the
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, negli occhi tuoi. Case ed alberi si inseguono ma. Ma, ci siamo ormai. Noi due, noi due,. E il nostro solito rifugio,. In quel Motel!. Una stanza buia, per vivere. Questo nostro amore, grande pi? Di
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is better than now. Chorus. Tell me, where are you driving, midnite cruiser?. Where is your bounty of fortune and fame?. I am another gentleman loser,. Drive me to harlem, or somewhere the same. The
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He drove up to the motel. In his town and country car. He watched the working women. With the field hands from the farm He walked into the lobby. With his pleased to see you smile. Scribbled on
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Song Motel Blues - Loudon Wainwright III. In this town television shuts off at two. What can a lonely rock and roller do?. Oh, the bed's so big and the sheets are clean. And your girlfriend said that
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I hope that you like it in your little motel. And I hope that the suite sleeps and suits you well. Well, I can see it as time and a sight through smell and. That's why it's nice to be by yourself
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I hope that you like it in your little motel. And I hope that the suite sleeps and suits you well. Well, I can see it as time and a sight through smell and. That's why it's nice to be by yourself
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What is life if not a joke. One night she went out for smokes. And they took her apart like a rag doll. In the back of a van in an Alabama motel room I have one of them tied up in the bathroom. I
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(Difford/Tilbrook). . He drove up to the motel. In his town and country car. He watched the working women. With the field hands from the farm. He walked into the lobby. With his pleased to see
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(Difford/Tilbrook). . He drove up to the motel. In his town and country car. He watched the working women. With the field hands from the farm. He walked into the lobby. With his pleased to see
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Le jour se lиve. Pour la fille du motel. Un matin banal. Un soleil tout pвle. Un samedi en hiver. Elle est bien coiffйe. Elle part travailler. C'est vraiment pas Noлl. Pour la fille du motel
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reach you tomorrow. As it flies from the other side of the world. From my room in my fugitive motel. Somewhere in the dust bowl. Yeah it flies from the other side of the world I'm tired, I said. You
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Midnight queen, you're caught in between. When the lights go down. In the middle of the night. And this city turns to jungle. And neon lights light up the night. That's when her blood begins to b
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