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gonna stare you down. You cook much better on a lower flame. You burn much better when the sun goes down And heaven can wait. But you ought to be a saint. I've got your very best intentions. Helping
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"Don't that man look pretty". The cripple on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity". Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk grittyIt's so hard to be a saint in the city. I was the king if the alley
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You're the one. We jump for joy whenever. Oh so jolly. Ol' Saint Nicholas passes by. Spreadin' spirit with a twinklin' eye Ol' Saint Nicholas. Over head. You hang a twig of merry misteltoe and
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It's there on a wedding day. There in the weeping by the graveside. There in the very breath we breathe. Your great grace Same for the rich and poor. Same for the saint and for the sinner. Enough
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The embers of the saint inside of you. Are growing as I'm bathing in your glow. I'm swallowing the poison of your flower. And hanging on the rising of my low Colorful and falling from your mouth
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Times. You were the saint, I was the liar,. At least that's how I remember it. Left all our dreams, all our desires. On the steps of your apartment. The Brooklyn bridge, your olive skin. Framed in
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I've been the puppet master and I've been the strings. I've been the up and coming next, big thing. I've been the photograph and I've been the lens. I've been the saint and baby, I've been the sin
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peasant, who is he?. Where and what his dwelling? ". "Sire, he lives a good league hence,. Underneath the mountain. Right against the forest fence. By Saint Agnes' fountain. ". "Bring me flesh and
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. . . It’s there on a wedding day. There in the weeping by the graveside. There in the very breath we breathe. Your great grace. . The same for the rich and poor. The same for the saint and for the
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Bài hát Saint Or A Sinner - Hunter Hayes. There's two kinds of prayers on your knees. The ones that you need and the ones that you mean. Whatever I think or believe. Either way, you are the answer
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Bài hát Saint Or A Sinner (Acoustic) - Hunter Hayes. There's two kinds of prayers on your knees. The ones that you need and the ones that you mean. Whatever I think or believe. Either way, you are
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for the first time in my life I hear a saint down the hall. He sings to us all. And it rings out loud I feel like I'm living. I feel like a baby. And I feel evrything for the first time in my life
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When I was 10 I wanted to explore the World. There were these older kids at school who'd gone all the way to Somerset. Just to see Peter Gabriel's house, Peter Gabriel from Genesis. They way
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. My last bottle of chablis. I'll survive the winter of paris Cars a la plage de saint tropez. A summer day I meet you there. I take your hand I say mon chere. And we're in love. Cars a la plage de
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didn't know that bad could love so good. You are the type of bad that feels so good. . Beautiful sinner. . Maybe you're the master of disguise and you are. Putting on and you're really the saint, the
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say. "I will wash away your fears and stay with you for years" I lay beneath the wings of an angel. I'm standing in the shadow of a saint. All roads are long and no one can deny them. Everything
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Getting off this carousel, you can do as you please. You go to hell, you put my back against the wall. Well, I'm not gonna fall on my knees, no, not at all So you're a saint, I'm a sinner but
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I ant no saint. I can't turn the other cheek. I ain't no saint. But you can cool my temper. By the words you speak. I'll tell you straight from the shoulder. Straight from the hip. I'm falling
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Song Saint To A Sinner - Loretta Lynn. You put a halo and wings around me. Now you say that I have gone bad. But while you were busy with business and booze. I lost the wings and the halo I had. You
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Bài hát Saint Or A Sinner (Live - Wheels Up 2015 Tour) - Hunter Hayes. There's two kinds of prayers on your knees. The ones that you need and the ones that you mean. Whatever I think or believe
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down. You come to ground. Your word is not enough So gather round here everyone. You know your patron saint he's gone. And he won't come back. Caught in the crossfire. And he was caught in the
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-maker, shake, boom. Three times for the lucky and the dead One time for the sorry and safe. Two for the beggar and his company. Three times for the sinner and the saint Yeah, bow down all you wicked
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. L. A. It be the base and the catalyst. Walk Crescent Heights worldwide back to strangle us. . Land of the saint and the land of the wicked. Hollywood to Bell, the Manichean kick it. What a
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Supper time in the hole. Supper time in the hole. I shame my family, shame my home. Supper time Old Saint John on death row. He's just waiting for a pardon. Old Saint John on death row. He's
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. Sinner or a saint. Sinner or a saint. Be what you love or what you hate. A sinner. I could be a, I could be a, I could be a Make our ways through the town, makin' sounds, feel our mind and our senses
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I was lost in the dark. And the fear was in my heart. All around me the forest and the rain. Then with the flash of a light, I saw it in the night. I must be getting near Saint Peter's Gate When
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wont be your last, oh Its not the prayer you repeat at night, oh. Its not the saint that has seen the light, oh. Its just the breath that you hold inside, oh. Just keep your cool, it will be alright
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side. When you’re awake I’ll be your still. Close your eyes, put a smile on your face. Don’t be scared ‘coz. I’ll be there to hold you tight. You’re the king, you’re the queen. You’re saint of my life
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Bài hát Ain't No Saint - Peg Parnevik. Mama didn't raise no saint. Grew up in the clouds with the boys and the bay. Daddy didn't raise no fool. No. Living for myself (yeah) forgot about you. Taking
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right, don't fight the direction of upright I'd rather forget and not slow down. Than gather regret for the things I can't change now. If I become what I can't accept, resurrect the saint from within
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She's heading for the high street. They end up in a club instead. She wants to take a back seat. But the tunes get inside her head. He said it's just the music baby. Don't matter if we stay out
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Saint-Tropez tout le ciel dansait. Saint-Tropez, toi tu m'embrassais. Au d?but ce n'?tait un jeu. Mais un jeune amour s'?veillait dans nos yeux. Sur nos corps ivres de soleil. Les reflets
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you're the saint. Gotta stop pretending what we ain't. Why we pointing fingers, anyway?. When we're the same. Break up. Make up. Total waste of time. Can we please make up our minds. And stop acting like
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One two three four. (Ooh oh) (Ooo ooh, Merry Christmas Saint Nick). Well way up north where the air gets cold. There's a tale about Christmas. That you've all been told. And a real famous cat
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dig, Santa comes on big He'll come a callin' when the snow's the most. When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast. And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick. Incomprehensible a lick on the peppermint
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dig, Santa comes on big He'll come a callin' when the snow's the most. When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast. And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick. Incomprehensible a lick on the peppermint