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Bài hát St. James Infirmary - Preservation Hall Jazz Band. It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square. They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there. On my left
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Bài hát St. James Infirmary - Preservation Hall Jazz Band. It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square. They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there. On my left
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Do what John?Do what John?Come again do what?Do what John?Do what John?Do what?Do what?Do what?Do where John?Do where John?With what, with whom and when?Triffic, really triffic!Pardon?Come again?
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Song Elvis - Pat Green. A thick plush blue carpet at my feet. A peacock stained glass window staring back at me. A nine foot crushed white velvet sofa in the hallway. There's a TV in the kitchen
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Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba, fooba wooba. Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba John Saw a flea kick a tree. In the middle of the sea. Well, John, ho, John. Fooba wooba John Saw a rat
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She said, "Dear John, I'm moving on. By this time I'm gonna be long gone. Dear John, c'est la vie, dear John. So long, you've seen the last of me" I don't want her back, I won't even try. This time
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Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie. Where the gun play ring all day (nanana). Some got jobs and some sell yea'. Others just smoke and * all day Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie. Where the
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Don't tell Aunt Mary about Uncle John. He claims he got married, but he's having lots of fun. Oh baby, yeah baby,. Ooh, baby, having me some fun tonight. Well, long, tall Sally, she's built sweet
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heart's place. The love we made, we can't erase it, don't wanna face it. . Pitter pat, the angel on my shoulder. Is haunting me tonight. Tick tock, the clock is getting louder. Ready for me to decide
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The bells of St. Mary's. Ah! hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea And so, my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out. Ring
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Written by John Mellencamp. . The president he's a pretty nice guy. I'd like to take him out to dinner sometime. Drive around in his motorcade. Talk about those bills that ain't been paid. And
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Hang on St. Christopher through the smoke and the oil. Buckle down the rumble seat and let the radiator boil. Got an overhead downshift and a two-dollar grill. Got an eighty-five cabin on an
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Song Physical - St. Lucia. Open up my eyes, and feeling light. Flooding in like an ocean. It’s a simple game but now the message. In your eyes it is broken. And I’m a mess. I can’t explain. What’s
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tomorrow just like I feel today. I'm gonna pack my bags and make a getaway St. Louis woman without your diamond ring. If you didn't have good looks. You wouldn't mean a thing If it was not for powder and
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R e f r a i n Der Junge von St. Pauli der hat die Welt geseh'n in jedem fernen Hafen. wollt' er vor Anker geh'n. Die Sehnsucht trieb ihn weiter er glaubte an sein Glück doch es führten alle Wege
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Bài hát St. Peter - Lost Frequencies. Verse 1. I'm riding far away. For nights and days. Going silent they say. I'm running. It's like your voice I hear. Wind in my face. Keeps drying my tears. I am
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Bài hát St. Teresa - Joan Osborne. Sit down on the corner, just a little crime. When I make my money, got to get my dime. Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash. She bold as the street light