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I just got your message, baby. So sad to see you fade away. What in the world is this feeling, catch a breath and leave me reeling?. It'll get you in the end, it's God's revenge! Oh, I know I
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I just got your message, baby. So sad to see you fade away. What in the world is this feeling, catch a breath and leave me reeling?. It'll get you in the end, it's God's revenge! Oh, I know I
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you what to do. So just let me be myself. That's all I ask of you I'm young and I love to be young. I'm free, yeah, and I love to be free. To live my life the way I want. To say and do whatever I
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words. Five little monkeys jumping on the bed. One fell off and bumped her head. Mama called the doctor and the doctor said. "Hello, no more monkeys jumping on the bed!". ♪. Four little monkeys
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It doesn't have to be this way. Just count the hours. Cos when your bed is made. Then baby it's too late. Yeah. . . There's no hope for the hungry child. Whose joker is wild. They take all
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It doesn't have to be this way. Just count the hours. Cos when your bed is made. Then baby it's too late. Yeah. . . There's no hope for the hungry child. Whose joker is wild. They take all
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I just got your message Baby. So sad to see you fade away. What in the world is this feeling to catch a breath. And leave me reeling?. It'll get you in the end. It's God's revenge. . Oh I know
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the trip. And there may be a wet road ahead and can not slip. Just move on up. And peace you will find. Enter the steeple of beautiful people where theres only one kind. So hush now child and dont you
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I'm your mamma, I'm your daddy. I'm that nigga in the alley. I'm your doctor, when in need. Want some coke, have some weed. You know me, I'm your friend. Your main boy, thick and thin. I'm your
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people all were fools. 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker. To ever play the blues He looked to be sixty. And maybe I was ten. Mama used to whoop me. But I'd go see him again. I'd clap my hands
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people all were fools. 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker. To ever play the blues He looked to be sixty. And maybe I was ten. Mama used to whoop me. But I'd go see him again. I'd clap my hands
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I don't want no aggravation. Bai hat Let The Train Blow The Whistle - Johnny Cash . When my train has left the station. If you're there or not I may not even know. Have a round and remember
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I don't want no aggravation. When my train has left the station. If you're there or not I may not even know. Have a round and remember. Things we did that weren't so tender. Let the train blow
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I don't want no aggravation. Bai hat Let The Train Blow The Whistle - Johnny Cash . When my train has left the station. If you're there or not I may not even know. Have a round and remember
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Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly. Blow the wind south where' s the bonnie blue sea. Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly. Blow bonnie breeze my lover to me and bring him to
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Wait a minute, wait a minute! Rolling over the crest of the hill like a. Jet-propelled job comes. (Daffy Duck sample). Kurt-Kurt-Kurtis Blow. Our parties are def and the girlies are pretty . In
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blow the whistle when I go. . On my guitar sell tickets. So someone can finally pick it. And tell the girls down at the Ritz. I said hello. Tell the gossipers and liars. I will see them in the
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