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anymore. There's evil on Queen Street. Some evil up the road I saw the house in the dark. It seemed to say, "Come touch me. I've got a heart. Open the door to my soul" Climb to the top of my stairs
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promote all sickness and disease. You're gonna pay for my intelligence. Cos I'm a slut and you just suck. . You're so dead. You're so dead
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promote all sickness and disease. You're gonna pay for my intelligence. Cos I'm a slut and you just suck. . You're so dead. You're so dead
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promote all sickness and disease. You're gonna pay for my intelligence. Cos I'm a slut and you just suck. . You're so dead. You're so dead
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have often walked down this street before. But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high. Knowing I'm on the street where you live. . Are there lilac
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Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street. Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least. I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn. I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn Drag 'em in
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for my intelligence. Cause I'm a slut and you just suck You're so dead. You're so dead
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Street guys, walking, dancing. Sidewalk, music, hot thing. They got their boxes tuned into their favorite show. As they truck on down the road. Is that the radio. Yes that's the radio. Let it
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Just direct your feet. 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 *** your hat baby. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Just direct your feet. On the sunny side of the street Can't you hear that pitter-pat there?. That happy tune is yours
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it everytime I go out. I always seem to get in trouble. I guess I made an impression on somebody. North of hester and south of grand. . And so in my small way. I'm a big man on Mulberry street
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Walk on da street. Never stuck on the beat. Walk on da street. Never stuck on the beat. Walk on da street. Never stuck on the beat. Walk on da street. Never stuck on the beat. White T cùng dad hat
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. Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete. And it's your face I'm looking for on every street. . A ladykiller - regulation tattoo. Silver spurs on his heels. Says - what can I tell you as I'm standing
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worry on the doorstep. Just direct your feet. To the sunny side of the street Can't you hear a pitter-pat?. And that happy tune is your step. Life can
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CHORUS. Dead end circuit dead end circuit. Dead end circuit. Come out of the dead end circuit I man find it hard to survive. In *** ya concrete jungle. Oh system stop your riding on my back
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Bài hát Holding On For Life (Zeds Dead Remix) - Broken Bells. Girl, take a seat. Rest your weary bones. Your secret's safe. In my hands. Tell me about the years and. Let me buy an hour. Maybe help me
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ain't no turning back. He's the kid that cried wolf and got the blame So Joeys on the street again. But his freedoms running out. When you play with fire. One tear can put it out Everybody wants Joey
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Minds alive on Friday Street. Summerflys around my feet. And we still stars are in my eyes. Mine's alive on Friday Street A pulse goes on, on Friday Street. Time seems longer against its beat
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happen to me?. But now I feel so weak. Dead trees and traffic islands never meet. Is this, is this my defeat?. This purgatory for beginners. Dead trees and traffic islands. Tolerance slips away
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happen to me?. But now I feel so weak. Dead trees and traffic islands never meet. Is this, is this my defeat?. This purgatory for beginners. Dead trees and traffic islands. Tolerance slips away
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Chorus. There's a woman goin' crazy on Caroline street. Stoppin' every man that she does meet. Sayin' if you be gentle, if you be sweet. I'll show you my place on Caroline street. . She claimed
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. Hurry down,. Baby, to the. Hippest street in town!. . Oh, baby. Meet me, on South Street,. Oh, yeah,. Hurry on down. Come on now,. Meet me on South Street,. The hippest street in town. . Well
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. Hurry down,. Baby, to the. Hippest street in town!. . Oh, baby. Meet me, on South Street,. Oh, yeah,. Hurry on down. Come on now,. Meet me on South Street,. The hippest street in town. . Well
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. Hurry down,. Baby, to the. Hippest street in town!. . Oh, baby. Meet me, on South Street,. Oh, yeah,. Hurry on down. Come on now,. Meet me on South Street,. The hippest street in town. . Well
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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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it everytime I go out. I always seem to get in trouble. I guess I made an impression on somebody. North of hester and south of grand. . And so in my small way. I'm a big man on Mulberry street
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Bài hát Death Is Wasted On The Dead - Deathstars. They said that your scream was heard through the storm. It was a desperate noise that shocked the sky. And they told me about all the holes in your
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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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. . They tell me Canal Street. Is the longest street in town. Tell me Canal Street. Is the longest street in town. Yes, you ride all day long. You still on Canal Street, yes, yes. . Then they tell me
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Winding your way down on Baker Street. Light in your head and dead on your feet. Well another crazy day, you'll drink the night away. And forget about everything This city desert makes you feel so
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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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Oh it's opening time down on Fascination Street. So let's cut the conversation and get out for a bit. Because I feel it all fading and paling and I'm begging. To drag you down with me to kick the
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(Back street). (Back street). . I've been living off of Main Street. Where society is the thing. But people that live on Main Street. They don't know how to swing. But the people on the back
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They say the neon lights are bright on Broadway. They say there's always magic in the air. But when you're walkin' down that street. And you ain't had enough to eat. The glitter rubs right off
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Minds alive! On friday street. Summerflys around my feet. And wee still stars. Are in my eyes. And mine's alive on friday street. A pulse goes on, on friday street. Time seems longer against