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tomorrow. Some said she was saintly to some she was a swinger. Me I only knew her as an acid jazz singer come on. . Well I'm a lucky man and maybe so is she. And maybe this is just the way it has to be
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Bài hát Rock With You - The Jazz Lounge Niki Band. Girl, close your eyes . Let that rhythm get into you . Don't try to fight it . There ain't nothing that you can . Relax your mind . Lay back and
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can't tell. Don't hold your breath. But the pretty things are going to hell. . I am a drug, I am a dragon. I am your best jazz you ever seen. I am the dragon, I am the sky. I am the blood at the
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can't tell. Don't hold your breath. But the pretty things are going to hell. . I am a drug, I am a dragon. I am your best jazz you ever seen. I am the dragon, I am the sky. I am the blood at the
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can't tell. Don't hold your breath. But the pretty things are going to hell. . I am a drug, I am a dragon. I am your best jazz you ever seen. I am the dragon, I am the sky. I am the blood at the
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can't tell. Don't hold your breath. But the pretty things are going to hell. . I am a drug, I am a dragon. I am your best jazz you ever seen. I am the dragon, I am the sky. I am the blood at the
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can't tell. Don't hold your breath. But the pretty things are going to hell. . I am a drug, I am a dragon. I am your best jazz you ever seen. I am the dragon, I am the sky. I am the blood at the
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them are itching for you to scratch 'em. . I'm tired of hiding what we feel. I'm trying to get with the real. And I'm-a gonna make it known 'cause I want them to know. (repeat 1). . You're my
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them are itching for you to scratch 'em. . I'm tired of hiding what we feel. I'm trying to get with the real. And I'm-a gonna make it known 'cause I want them to know. (repeat 1). . You're my
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Baby let's cruise,. Away from here. Don't be confused, baby. The way is clear. And if you want it you got it forever. Oh, this is not a one night stand. Let the music take your mind. And just
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Baby let's cruise,. Away from here. Don't be confused, baby. The way is clear. And if you want it you got it forever. Oh, this is not a one night stand. Let the music take your mind. And just
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Down in the valley, valley so low. Hang your head over. And hear the wind blow. . Can't you hear the wind blow, my love. Can't you hear the wind blow. Down in the valley, valley so low
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What the * is this?. My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other?. Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all. Once again with a new blend, so telephone a
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What the * is this?. My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other?. Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all. Once again with a new blend, so telephone a
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What the * is this?. My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other?. Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all. Once again with a new blend, so telephone a
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Dorothy Parker / Ralph Rainger. . I wished on the moon. For something I never knew. Wished on the moon. For more than I ever knew. A sweeter rose, a softer sky. On April days that would not
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Into a cabaret. One fatal day. A little songbird flew. Found it so very gay. He thought he'd stay. Just to get a bird's eye view When he heard the jazz band playing. He was happy as a lark. To
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your soul, you can fool a few (hey ai). But, I know the truth and so do you. . You can't hide love,. But I betcha (uuuhh) betcha (betcha). You can't hide longer. Well I betcha (well I betcha). You
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your soul, you can fool a few (hey ai). But, I know the truth and so do you. . You can't hide love,. But I betcha (uuuhh) betcha (betcha). You can't hide longer. Well I betcha (well I betcha). You
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the same ol' thing. Nothing. . It seems as if every time I find the right girl. She turns out to be the very wrong girl. Tell me y'all, when will this madness stop?. . I want somebody to love me
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Let me tell you 'bout this girl. Maybe I shouldn't. I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar. See, we be making love constantly. That's why my eyes are a shade blood burgundy. . The way
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Let me tell you 'bout this girl. Maybe I shouldn't. I met her in Philly and her name was Brown Sugar. See, we be making love constantly. That's why my eyes are a shade blood burgundy. . The way
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Yeah we're in on the act. And love's in the back. With all of your roses and you. Yeah you you you. A high heeled girl. And we talk just like jazz. Like a song from the edge. And we move like