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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I
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Bài hát Paris - Taylor Swift. "Your ex-friend's sister. Met someone at a club and he kissed her. Turns out it was that guy you hooked up with ages ago. Some wannabe Z-lister. And all the outfits were
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Girls on the beaches commit a sin. They dont show yards and yards of skin. Preceding message to you has been. Through the courtesy of the. Fort Lauderdale Chamber Of Commerce Maybe your yen is
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Fire on High. Electric Light Orchestra. Kcab nrut ,kcab nrut ,kcab nrut ,kcab nruT. Ton si emit tuB. Elbisrever si gnos ehT
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I'll see you. I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I need to. So I'm leaving for Paris, won't you try to take care of yourself?. Just you try
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I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I'll see you. I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I need to. So I'm leaving for Paris, won't you try to take care of yourself?. Just you try
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I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I'll see you. I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I need to. So I'm leaving for Paris, won't you try to take care of yourself?. Just you try
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name that roll from the tongue. Boulevard St. Germain, Versailles and Montmartre. Paris you know that you've stolen my heart. And the back streets that vie with your beauty. You'll hide from my eyes if
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0009. 910We were staying in Paris. 0010. 970To get away from your parents. 0012. 290And I thought, "Wow, if I could take this in a shot right now. 0017. 70I don't think that we could work this out
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marianne rebelle me disait. qu'elle est plus jolie mtisse. ici paris. caravanes, vent du dsert,. mais nous n'irons plus la guerre. l'attaque. ici new-york, ici moscou. chacun pour soi, tous
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My head was in the clouds. And not a soul around. In the blossom of youth, so aloof on the roofs of paris. As my bicycle flew, down the avenue. My heart did sing, because you gave me wings, oh-oh
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All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris. Sing to the night without sight, but with madness. I can't keep up, I'm a wreck, but I want it. Tell me the truth, is it love or just Paris?. . My
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April in Paris. Chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees. April in Paris. This is the feeling. No one can ever reprise. I never knew the charm of spring. I never met it face to
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I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I never new my heart could sing. Never missed a warm embrace April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees
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Bài hát Paris Cover - J. Fla. We were staying in Paris. To get away from your parents. And I thought, “Wow. If I could take this in a shot right now. I don't think that we could work this out”. Out
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ever?. Nae mam gajang anjjoge jara. Keojyeo beorin chamber 5. Geu bang sumgyeoun bimil daedap. Do you ever dream of dreams?. Of dream of dream of dream. Of dream of dreams yeah. Of dream of dream of
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Sous le ciel de Paris. S'envole une chanson hum hum. Elle est née d'aujourd'hui. Dans le coeur d'un garçon. Sous le ciel de Paris. Marchent des amoureux hum hum. Leur bonheur se construit. Sur un air
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tiny children in grown-up clothes whispered all the crimes of Paris You're not the girl next-door or a girl from France. Or the cigarette girl in the sizzle hot pants. All the words of love seem cruel
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