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. I'm the king of Kansas City, no thanks, Omaha, thanks a lot Kansas City star, that's what I are. Yodel-deedle ay-hee, you oughta see my car. I drive a big old Cadillac with wire wheels, got
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. And that's a desperate way to look for someone who is still a child In a big country dreams stay with you. Like a lover's voice fires the mountainside. Stay alive I thought that pain and truth were
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The eagle soars above the clouds. . . . . . And I may walk in cities. Where the wolf once had his fill. . . . . . To turn the old to new. And wipe our eyes of misty years
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Song It Ain't No Big Thing (But It's Growing) - Elvis Presley. Your losing interest in me and it's showin'. It ain't no big thing but it's growin'. The pain of heartbreak I've just started knowin
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Bài hát Big Freeze - Muse . Healed. Or are you still just reeling?. Are you fine. Have you found a way to escape?. Are you here. Just because I need you?. Can we hole up?. A big freeze is heading
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Break neck rat race world does it taste just like it should?. You only own what's etched in stone. Better get it while the gettin's good. Don't weep big city sheep, I'm just trapped in your
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wild. Something crazy to carry me. I would see you naked and weary. But with pride in your eyes that put shame in me. . I wait to find the things I need but I know. . I want that love. King of
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wild. Something crazy to carry me. I would see you naked and weary. But with pride in your eyes that put shame in me. . I wait to find the things I need but I know. . I want that love. King of
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wild. Something crazy to carry me. I would see you naked and weary. But with pride in your eyes that put shame in me. . I wait to find the things I need but I know. . I want that love. King of
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wild. Something crazy to carry me. I would see you naked and weary. But with pride in your eyes that put shame in me. . I wait to find the things I need but I know. . I want that love. King of
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trôi theo mây. (Turn on the beat). DJ chơi bài nhạc kia đang high. (Turn on the beat). Turn on the beat of celebration. Turn on the beat of celebration. Verse 2 Big Daddy . Take a micro, getting getting
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of burgers and fries. She said I ain't gonna fix you no more sausage. Biscuits and gravy on the side. You done said the wrong thing to me baby. And you can kiss big booty good-bye. And you can kiss big
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The maddest kind of love. is a love you know is. Wrong. It burns a hole right through your soul. And cuts you like a knife. . The maddest kind of love. is a love you know won't last. It fills
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Wake up in New York City. Lying on the floor. Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah. You gonna know my name by the end of the night, well
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stand around by the caution light. And watch the big trucks rolling by. For me it was a beautiful sight. Big wheels in the moonlight. I had a case of wanderlust. I'd lie awake with the windows up. Out on
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' for love and I'm lost in this night In the naked city, there are ten million stories. (In the city). (Naked city). I'm not lookin' for pity in this naked city. (In the city). (Naked city) Street
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never say it's tough. Are you never going to give up on that. Big romantic stuff To ease the pain of it, to fill the empty void. She stores up ancient souvenirs like ravens with their hoards. It's not
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Fell from grace, I lost my faith. Heart feels like a stone. I'm payin' the price of a drunken night. I'm wastin' in the twilight zone Broke the spell, I hate myself. The light of love don't shine
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bumper cars, sucked cheap cigars. And he candied up his nose. He got wind of the big brown beaver. So he though he'd take himself a peek,. But the beaver was quick and he grabbed him by the kiwis. Now
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Fell from grace, I lost my faith. Heart feels like a stone. I'm payin' the price of a drunken night. I'm wastin' in the twilight zone Broke the spell, I hate myself. The light of love don't shine
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street. What I do isn't up to you. If the city never sleeps then that makes two. And my lungs hurt and my ears bled. With the sound of the city life echoed in my head. Do I need this to keep me alive?. The
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that's called fist city. If you don't wanna go to fist city. You better detour around my town. 'Cause I'll *** you. by the hair a the head. And I'll lift you of the ground . I'm not a saying my
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City sidewalks, busy sidewalks. Dressed in holiday style. In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Hear the snow crunch, see the kids rush. This is Santa's big scene. And above all this bustle
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military train. A coat, a bag, a baby, status refugee. These are the people of my family. . Don't anybody know that this city was made. Of immigrant blood and money. If I was in those shoes. A black
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Designer Skyline. Owl City. Affection, the gifted architect. Is making a draft and beautiful design. The options and possibilities. Are endless when we connect and re-align. Collections of books and
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Verse One. Like a wild train rollin' so wild. And full of steam once you get us going,. It's like nothing you have seen. With some fire in your belly,. You move a little faster. And the devil
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It's profit season, and all the girls on me Trying to get a big boy, I need a big boy C'mon, give me a big boy It's profit season, and all the girls on me Trying to get a big boy, I need a big boy
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the murder capital of the world. Yeow!. Well, Detroit city, shes the place to be,. Mad dog town gonna set you free. I say. Motor City madhouse. Motor City madhouse. Motor City madhouse. Motor
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the murder capital of the world. Yeow!. Well, Detroit city, shes the place to be,. Mad dog town gonna set you free. I say. Motor City madhouse. Motor City madhouse. Motor City madhouse. Motor
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black and white. (While the city sleeps). Yeah, through the eye of the needle gotta thread your life. (While the city sleeps). While the city sleeps, yeah It's a hit or miss, an eye for an eye. Live
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the murder capital of the world. Yeow!. Well, Detroit city, shes the place to be,. Mad dog town gonna set you free. I say. Motor City madhouse. Motor City madhouse. Motor City madhouse. Motor
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their latter 40s, bunch of kids, scattered shorties. No respect from the neglect, they call they daddy Corey. I'm from a different cloth, that ain't the pattern for me. There's levels to this *
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ain't too pretty. Corned Beef City. It ain't too pretty. Corned Beef City Early in the morning. Where the trucks all stand. I've got a pocket full of folding. And a pair of jerry cans. I've got to