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Every time I walk. Every time I run. Every time I move. As always, for us. Every time I look. Every time I love. Every time I hope. As always, for us (on the street, I'm still). 내 두 발은 선뜻 걸어
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Uh, what, what, uh Chorus. Street dreams are made of these. Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's. A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key. Everybody's looking for something. Street dreams are made
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Then the sweetest voice he's ever heard says, Hello. Breakfast's almost ready baby, come on home. I've thought the whole thing over and I think I understand. That the king of Oak Street is just an
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lip. Why do I lash out. Why is it I always shoot from the hip. . I cruise from Houston to canal street. A misfit and a rebel. I see the winds talking to themselves. And I can understand. Why is
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tiThe 59th street bridge song. arPaul Simon. The 59th Street Bridge Song》 -- Simon and Garfunkel. Slow down, you move too fast. You got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobble stones
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Life can be so sweet. On the sunny side of the street. . Can't you hear the pitter-pat. And that happy tune is your step
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Life can be so sweet. On the sunny side of the street. . Can't you hear the pitter-pat. And that happy tune is your step
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the one who tries to hide. What he don't know to begin with. . You see me on the street. You always act surprised. You say, "How are you?" "Good luck". But you don't mean it. . When you know as
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hide. What he don't know to begin with. You see me on the street. You always act surprised. You say, "How are you?" "Good luck". But you don't mean it. When you know as well as me. You'd rather see me
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could kill someone, I don't care. But that's ain't the way it's going down tonight, I swear. We'll just walk on up to Highland Street behind the bar. In the back through the alley where they park the
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a 2 way street, kid, say what? Goodness is what you're fillin' your soul with. And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with. Who keeps no secret, like who they creep with. Realize early
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Song The Girl Who Wanted To Be God - Manic Street Preachers. There are no sunsets, just silence. You could see that she was true and faithless. But see through the future and forget all the lies
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On the Sunny Side Of the Street. Tony Bennett. Lyrics by Dorothy Fields. Music by Jimmy Mchugh. . This version did not chart but. In 1930, two versions did chart Ted Lewis (# 2) and Harry
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Song Somewhere In America (There'S A Street Named After My Dad) - Was. At night only crickets. No prowlers, no sirens. No pinky ring hustlers. No angel dust Byrons. No bars on the windows. No sabre
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