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, pick a line and go ! You've always got the street lights,. Shining on your hard times,. Don't it make your shoes shine,. Starin at the street lights. Hey street lights wont you save me?. Bringing
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Love laughs at a king. Kings don't mean a thing. On the street of dreams Dreams broken in two. Can be made like new. On the street of dreams Gold, silver and gold. All you can hold. Is in the
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Love laughs at a king. Kings don't mean a thing. On the street of dreams Dreams broken in two. Can be made like new. On the street of dreams Gold, silver and gold. All you can hold. Is in the
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. Your lipstick stain. Smells like a cheap hotel. Diamond watches and a gold chain. Can't make my frown turn around. Cassie. The boys always spending all their money on love. The boys always spending all
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and they go, that they do. Feelings they come and they go, not with you. Late nights and the street lights. And the people, look at me girl. And the whole world could stop. Anywhere with you feels right
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Song Mission Street - Vienna Teng. Mission Street is a striking dark-eyed stranger. Speaks a language I don't know but long to learn. Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane. As I sit as
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divided. Half way between wrong and right. I know I'm playing with fire. But I don't know why Yeah, the bad boys are always catching my eye. I said the bad boys are always spinning my mind. Even though
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Sometimes when I'm walking down this lonely street,. Well, it sure don't seem like twenty years,. Since I went walking down this lonely street. And the smell of perfumed ladies filled the air
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Song Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky - Manic Street Preachers. You have your very own number. They dress your cage in its nature. Once you roared now you just grunt lame. Pace around
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boys boys boys. and the boys 're coming. i like you alot lot. i think you is hot. hot. dance with crayzi
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that guerrilla war at em. The danger boys pull out the heat. and hit they street and just gon flame the boys. Them niggas from the U. P. T. you just can't tame the boys. Them niggas from the C. M. B
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. We are mill boys, stuck on the hill boys. Stuck in the mill boys, 'till our dying day. We are mill boys, stuck on the hill boys. Stuck in the mill boys, 'till our dying day Cotton mill will get you
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makes me loose control. It feels like Heaven now, I'm free. And all the boys. If you want to feel the heat. Just come along and play with me. I'm just a girl who's looking for some fun. It's time to get
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Intro. Come back to the street (yeah) come back to the street (yeah). Come back to, come back to, come back to the street (Chamillionaire). . Interlude. Th-th-they callin me, c-come back to the
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tiDownpour. arBackstreet Boys. alUnbreakable. TitleDownpour. ArtistBackstreet Boys. AlbumUnbreakable. I've been walking around inside a haze. Between the lines of reason. Hiding from the ghost of
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tiDownpour. arBackstreet Boys. alUnbreakable. TitleDownpour. ArtistBackstreet Boys. AlbumUnbreakable. I've been walking around inside a haze. Between the lines of reason. Hiding from the ghost of
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you solid facts, I want to hear the words. I want to hear what you have to say. . You know my situation. The reality is true. But it's leisure time for the pleasure boys. And the pleasure boys are
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. And oh you know we country boys are only after s** and noise. Take me shake me I'm a real mess oh yes. I love the way you city girls dress even though your head's in a mess. . Well it was some kind
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Sweet talkin' Johnny push a John quicker than he spit. Street walkin' tin with a crooked crown waitin' for it. There she goes. She born in Boston but the Amtrak took her away. She lives in
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Get a pass, take a ride. In the land that is high. High above what you strive. Where the dark never hides all the joy. At the back street carnival. . Ferris wheels spinning 'round. From the
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heard it on a million times. And I'm tired of listening. . Boys will be boys, girls will be girls. Love comes and goes. And (guess what, guess what). . Sometime it hurts. You get trampled in the
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Now the houses are ghosts over Silver Street. And you've got 'em dressed up like clowns. Married couples slamming doors, bums are praising the Lord. And you're playing tapes for the town Now the
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We're hungry boys!. We're hungry boys!. We're hungry boys!. We're hungry boys!. Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry boys! Friday night we take off heading for the city. To dance with the lady from the
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love inside the rodeo. Top ranking in a three piece suit. Like a black work model. In lonestar boots Singing. Street songs of love. Singing. Street songs of love. Singing. Street songs of love
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English boys really that much better?. Were the kisses worth the price we paid?. And if I take a chance, we could be together. But I don't know if all the love that you could give. Would take this pain
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really quite the standard. But you're just like a restle go ahead and take a number. Yeah. These boys, these boys can't slow me down. These boys, these boys can't slow me down. These boys, these boys wanna