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Underworld, the queen of pearls. Catches the light that's in your eyes. She has desires and has to get higher. Trying to love the whole wide world Mother of pearl, she's a charity girl. She's
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of life Yeah Mama's pearl, let down those curls. Won't you give my love a whirl. Find what you been missin'. Ooh, ooh, now baby. Goody girl, let down those curls. Let me give your heart a twirl
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Hi I'm Rachel, this is myy life. . When I was younger I sang into a hair brush. Hoping to be like other popstars. Look at me now. . I sing this song. . Hey, hang your red gloves up,. Cos
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fuse. Number One ain't gettin' it done. And Number Two always got to lose Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker. Money funny honey, cook book looker. Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker. Easy fee degree
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. Be yourself and liberate the world. Don't ya be a pebble be a pearl
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On the water down in New Orleans. My baby's the pearl of the quarter. She's a charmer like you never seen. Singing voulez vous. Where the sailor spend his hard-earned pay. Red beans and rice for
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Bài hát Fight Song - Rachel Platten. Like a small boat. On the ocean. Sending big waves. Into motion. Like how a single word. Can make a heart open. I might only have one match. But I can make an
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got what you need). Oh, mama's pearl (girl, don't be aafraid). (let's fall in love, let's fall in love). (daddy's girl we've got it made). I know what you been missin', sugar. Goody, goody, goody
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got what you need). Oh, mama's pearl (girl, don't be aafraid). (let's fall in love, let's fall in love). (daddy's girl we've got it made). I know what you been missin', sugar. Goody, goody, goody
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so. (Oh, I love that girl so). Yeah, I need that girl, children. (Oh, I need that girl so). . Let me tell you, I love that girl so. (Oh, I love that girl so). And I call that girl Pearl
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words. Gold green eyes. You, you see me in the perfect light. And, and even for the thousandth time. Yeah, your hands can make my skin light up like diamonds. Baby, it's chemical, something about you
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Bài hát Congratulations - Rachel Platten. I'm stupid and confused. My ego's raw and bruised. Your words were weapons and. They tore me down again. We play our conversation. You threw your accusations
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There's a little box in the corner. Wrapped nicely to entice you. And draw you in. . There's a note saying "Eat me". And against your better judgment. You have to look inside. . But before you
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