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Dig the music Mr. DJ Sound system (sound system). Heavy rhythm. Disco jive, conquer I no. Sound system (sound system). Juke box jive can't cramp I style. Sock it to me sister. Move and mash it
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, the meadow grows tall to the sun. Seasons have come, they have gone. . Please take me back to my healing home. Please take me back to my toy box. Ours not for their own. . Please take me back to
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it. Nobody lockin' me up. Don't put me in a box. I'm banging on the roof. Don't put mе in a box. I'm a lion on the move, yeah yeah. Got no limit, limit, no limit, limit, no. Keep runnin', runnin', keep
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side. So don't you treat me like the first - Chocolate in the box. I know you'll take another What you want is a looker. not a lover in the box 'Cause I know you'll take another. what you want is a
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Mama's got a squeeze box. She wears on her chest. When daddy comes home. He never gets no rest. 'Cause she's playin' all night. And the music's alright Mama's got a squeeze box. Daddy never
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Dig the music Mr. DJ. . Sound system (sound system). Heavy rhythm. Disco jive, conquer I no. Sound system (sound system). Juke box jive can't cramp I style. . Sock it to me sister. Move and
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Dig the music Mr. DJ. . Sound system (sound system). Heavy rhythm. Disco jive, conquer I no. Sound system (sound system). Juke box jive can't cramp I style. . Sock it to me sister. Move and
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inside -- it's my dick in a box (it's in a box). Not gonna get you a diamond ring. That sort of gift don't mean anything. Not gonna get you a fancy car. Girl ya gotta know you're my shining star. Not gonna
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words, Kokomo How ya gonna get your homework done. When you keep that jukebox on the run. You don't dig Latin like ya dig that crazy sound. (Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah). Jukebox baby
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words, Kokomo How ya gonna get your homework done. When you keep that jukebox on the run. You don't dig Latin like ya dig that crazy sound. (Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah). Jukebox baby
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wall Let me see past the fatuous knocks. I've gotta rid myself of this idiot box. Let you see past the feathers and flocks. And help me plant a bomb in this idiot box. From the depths of the sea to
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. The tears go un-cried In the box, doin' time, now that I'm grown. Abandoned childhood toys. But still what danger have I retained?. To *** the brass ring And go in for the kill and covet the goods
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tiTrapped In A Box. arno doubt. alThe Singles 1992-2003. Trapped In A Box. no doubt. Trapped in a box of tremendous size. It distorts my vision, it closes my eyes. Attracts filthy flies and pollutes
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song Squeeze Box - Mark Wills. I'm slippin' into Slidell, the boys and me. Take a left at the Texaco, gonna see Sweet Marie. She plays down at Jim beaux's Gumbo and Washtub. In calico and bare
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Box!. Box!. Box!. The box!. . Yesterday. When I was just a boy. In days of youthful hero worship. My kind have been molded by images on the screen. Brought up to emulate the big. Guns
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I been workin' up my never and I can hardly. Tonight when she asks for request. I'll stand up and say I wanna be your squeeze box. Always at your fingertips. I wanna be your blues harp. A little
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What is that sound, ringing in my ears. The strangest sound, I've heard for years and years. The sound of two hearts, beating side by side. The sound of one love, that neither one can hide The
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tiMusic Box. arMariah Carey. alMusic Box. offset500. When I am lost. You shine a light for me and set me free. When I am low. You wash away my tears and take me through. The loneliness and emptiness
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've been locked inside your Heart Shaped box for weeks. I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap. I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black. Hey!. Wait!. I've got a new complaint
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've been locked inside your Heart Shaped box for weeks. I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap. I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black. Hey!. Wait!. I've got a new complaint
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, ringing the bell. It's all about show and tell, might as well. Show all these bastards just what I got. Yo, check out my toy box! "Nothing feels better than a good harty-harr, right boys and girls
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Ladies and gentlemen welcome to your death. Now let's see where you're headed. Turn the crank and experience what's in store for you. Deep within the mighty riddle box Da joke's on you! Riddle box
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Yah yah hold up, hold up, hold up. What the * you want before I open up this grey box?. Nicky you know what I want. I want that X Yeah but what kind you want?. You want the white buddas. You
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