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If there was a man I could dream of. I'd dream about a dream come true. If there was a man I could ever love. I'd wait a million years for someone just like you All my life I have been waiting
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Now one time there lived an old man. With a very crooked nose. He lived inside a log hut. . And they called him ol' man Mose. One dark and dreary morning I knocked upon his door. I didn't hear
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Now one time there lived an old man. With a very crooked nose. He lived inside a log hut. . And they called him ol' man Mose. One dark and dreary morning I knocked upon his door. I didn't hear
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get down here on the floor. Let's sip a little more Moet you ain't seen nothing yet. I'm gonna give you something that you won't forget M I crooked letter, crooked letter I. I think I wanna hump that
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There was a time we'd sit in the backyard cause the house would get so hot. From the summer sun there was no way of sleepin'. And you'd play your old guitar we'd fight mosquitos and enjoyed. You
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For every man there's a woman. For every life there's a plan. And wise men know it was ever so. Since the world began, woman was made for man. Where is she, where is the woman for me?. . For
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Bài hát When I Was Your Man - Bruno Mars. Verse 1 . Same bed, but it feels just a little bit bigger now. Our song on the radio, but it don't sound the same. When our friends talk about you all that
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someone see me, seen someone get shot. Them say they saw me there. My *** they won't break me. Man, I'll go crazy before they make me tell There was a murder by the corner house. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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someone see me, seen someone get shot. Them say they saw me there. My *** they won't break me. Man, I'll go crazy before they make me tell There was a murder by the corner house. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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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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Uhh, lookie here, ha. There was a day, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to dance, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to prance. . But dig me now, baby, ha. Don't worry bout later
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Uhh, lookie here, ha. There was a day, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to dance, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to prance. . But dig me now, baby, ha. Don't worry bout later
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Uhh, lookie here, ha. There was a day, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to dance, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to prance. . But dig me now, baby, ha. Don't worry bout later
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Uhh, lookie here, ha. There was a day, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to dance, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to prance. . But dig me now, baby, ha. Don't worry bout later
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Uhh, lookie here, ha. There was a day, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to dance, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to prance. . But dig me now, baby, ha. Don't worry bout later
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Uhh, lookie here, ha. There was a day, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to dance, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to prance. . But dig me now, baby, ha. Don't worry bout later
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Uhh, lookie here, ha. There was a day, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to dance, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to prance. . But dig me now, baby, ha. Don't worry bout later
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Uhh, lookie here, ha. There was a day, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to dance, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to prance. . But dig me now, baby, ha. Don't worry bout later
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Uhh, lookie here, ha. There was a day, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to dance, ha. There was a time, ha. When I used to prance. . But dig me now, baby, ha. Don't worry bout later
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(Joy to the world, the Lord is come). Here was a man, a man. Who was born in a small village. The son of a peasant woman. He grew up in another small village. Until he reached the age of thirty
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(Joy to the world, the Lord is come). Here was a man, a man. Who was born in a small village. The son of a peasant woman. He grew up in another small village. Until he reached the age of thirty
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(Joy to the world, the Lord is come). Here was a man, a man. Who was born in a small village. The son of a peasant woman. He grew up in another small village. Until he reached the age of thirty
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There never was a night so beautiful. As this night here with you under the stars. No music ever was so danceable. No one as romanceable, as you are There never was a night so beautiful. It seems