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. And I live to love you, boy. Nothing gold can stay. Like love or lemonade. Or sun or summer days. It's all a game to me anyway. Chorus. I like you a lot. Putting on my music while I'm watching the boys
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. Like The Byrds they were trying to be free. While in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws. Like Willie and Waylon and me, hey Well, they say Texas music's in the make. And we've been making music that is
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in hand, chest to chest and now we're face to face!. . I wanna take you away. Lets escape into the music. Dj let it play. I just can't refuse it. Like the way you do this. Keep on rockin' to it
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in hand, chest to chest and now we're face to face!. . I wanna take you away. Lets escape into the music. Dj let it play. I just can't refuse it. Like the way you do this. Keep on rockin' to it
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in hand, chest to chest and now we're face to face!. . I wanna take you away. Lets escape into the music. Dj let it play. I just can't refuse it. Like the way you do this. Keep on rockin' to it
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. And the music he weaves. Is so gentle and sad. But freedom he has anyway.
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. And the music he weaves. Is so gentle and sad. But freedom he has anyway
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. And the music he weaves. Is so gentle and sad. But freedom he has anyway.
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to the music, yeah yeah. It's 405 and I'm barely alive. I keep on givin'. It's the only way to survive. But I can't help but shuffle my feet. Moving like a zombie, chasin' the beat. She lures me in on
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tiHow Do You Keep the Music Play. arBarbra Streisand. alWhat Matters Most - Barbra Streisand Sings the Lyrics of Alan & Marilyn Bergman. How Do You Keep the Music Play. How do you keep the music
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How do you keep the music playing?. How do you make it last?. How do you keep a song from fading too fast?. . How do you lose yourself to someone?. And never lose your way. How do you not run
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song or a dance what are we?. So I say thank you for the music. For giving it to me SOPHIE. Mother says I was. A dancer before I could walk. She says I began. To sing long before I could talk. And
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phone on, the radio on. Cause I wanna get into the music. (Timbaland I get into the music) (c'mon) And it feel so good. It's like blood flowin to my veins. (Timbaland It's like blood flowin to my
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all that we are is background music. Verse 2. Maybe all we'll ever be to them in a hundred years. Is three minutes in a car, in a bar, that says we wеre here. If that's you and mе when it's all said and
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There may be trouble ahead. But while there's moonlight and music. And love and romance. Let's face the music and dance Before the fiddlers have fled. Before they ask us to pay the bill. And
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There may be trouble ahead. But while there's moonlight and music. And love and romance. Let's face the music and dance Before the fiddlers have fled. Before they ask us to pay the bill. And
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One ticket. Please. Lord. Have mercy. . Everybody's here. Hey. What's goin' on. Man?. She's at home. Yeah. She's at home. Yeah. She's at home!. . Let the music play I just want to
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One ticket. Please. Lord. Have mercy. . Everybody's here. Hey. What's goin' on. Man?. She's at home. Yeah. She's at home. Yeah. She's at home!. . Let the music play I just want to
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One ticket. Please. Lord. Have mercy. . Everybody's here. Hey. What's goin' on. Man?. She's at home. Yeah. She's at home. Yeah. She's at home!. . Let the music play I just want to
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this. This is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, this is gangsta music, and. This is gangsta music. All the hustlers they gon ride to this. They gon grind to this. They gon shine to this. This
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Dance To The Music. Dance To The Music. All we need is a drummer for people who only need a beat. Yeah. I'm gonna add a little guitar and make it easy to move your feet. I'm gonna add some
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Music makes you weak and yeah you're so unique. Actually oh, love, yeah, your dressing makes me high. The way you mystify, risk it off, oh yeah, you finish. Girl, in your eyes I see your fantasies
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,. . Bridge. I try to deny that is something more, that I need. Not just an echo. I need to get that high that I felt before. And the greed, just won’t let go. . Chorus. Your body is like music, baby. I
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I've got the music in me Long is the night Jack, where is my baby. Long is the night Jack, get hot with my baby. Long is the night Jack, where is my baby. Long is the night Jack, get hot with my
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. And the music he weaves. Is so gentle and sad. But freedom he has anyway.
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waist just let the music play. We're hand in hand, chest to chest, and now we're face to face. I wanna take you away. Let's escape into the music. DJ, let it play. I just can't refuse it. Like the way you