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enraptures me?. For even so I still remain. Your lover in captivity Green Sleeves, you're all alone. The leaves have fallen, the men have gone. Green Sleeves, there's no one home. Not even the Lady Green
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Bad lovers face to face in the morning. Shy apologies and polite regrets. Slow dances that left no warning of. Outraged glances and indiscreet yawning. Good manners and bad breath get you nowhere
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Bad lovers face to face in the morning. Shy apologies and polite regrets. Slow dances that left no warning of. Outraged glances and indiscreet yawning. Good manners and bad breath get you nowhere
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manufactured with love, to hot too handle and to refined to dodge. So where yall be hanging out is way to crowded, so i`m take some risk no doubt about it. My * is bounded for life, where yall surface I`ll
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. Roll up our sleeves. Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing. So don't make nothin' more difficult. Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull. . At the end of the eve we. Roll up our
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I think it's so cute and I think it's so sweet. How you let your friends encourage you to try and talk to me. But let me stop you there, oh, before you speak. Nah to the ah to the, no, no, no. My
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Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard. Your rolled up sleeves in your skull T-shirt. You say, "What did you do with him today?". And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray. 'Cause you're my fella, my
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Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt. Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt. You say what did you do with him today?. And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray. . Cause you're my fella
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Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard . Your rolled up sleeves in your skull T-shirt . You say, "What did you do with him today?" . And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray . 'Cause you're my fella
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Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard . Your rolled up sleeves in your skull T-shirt . You say, "What did you do with him today?" . And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray . 'Cause you're my fella
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Verse 1. Rolled up sleeves and a. 24k smile to match his red eyes commas in his hair and a. Chain with a saint, but he ain’t none. Inked up neck and the. Letters on his fingers speak of trouble
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Bài hát No - CLC. Red lip NO. Earrings NO. High heels NO. Handbag NO. Red lip NO. Earrings NO. High heels NO. Handbag NO. Geureohge ppeonhan geon malgo. Dareun geol gajyeowa naege jeil eoullige
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Watashi wa sekai o kaetai. Anata no yokkyū ni hoji shi tsudzukeru anata wa. Sono kagayaku ai o shutoku shimasu . Anata ga shitte iru no o matsu koto ga dekinai koto. Anata wa, anata no mokuhyō o eru
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