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tiPlanet Earth. arDuran Duran (Single Version). alGreatest. Planet Earth (Single Version). Duran Duran. Only came outside to watch the night fall with the rain. I heard you making patterns rhyme
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). Don preston (mini-moog). Frank zappa (guitar). Tony duran (guitar). Erroneous (bass). Aynsley dunbar (drums). . Where did they go?. When did they come from?. What has become of them now
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place to find yourself. Take your life down off that shelf. Quit acting so blas©. . Take a holiday. You need a holiday. *** a pack and hit the trail. Take a sail. And wind up in some moonlight
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you’re shaking again. Faking the pain, dark visions of Satan. Contemplating, talking man to man. She was a girl on film Duran Duran. She called me her ape man orang-utan. Me Tarzan, she Jane. Take all the
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tte iifurashiteru. Oh. Mr. Crazy Villain Villain. Yakousei no hanabira. Chigau fuku kite kimi no mae de wa danshi no furi suru. Haikei Dr. Duran Duran. Mukae ni kite kudasai. Kao mo shiranai dareka ni
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tiNice. arDuran Duran. alAstronaut. offset500. Duran Duran - Nice. Album Astronaut. (There is nothing better). (Than being with you ). (And I'm feeling so nice). (Feeling so nice). Take the beautiful
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Frank zappa (acoustic guitar). Tony duran (slide guitar). Jeff simmons (hawaiian guitar, vocals). "sneaky pete" kleinow (pedal steel). Sal marquez (trumpet, vocals). Janet ferguson (vocals
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Frank zappa (guitar). Tony duran (slide guitar). George duke (tack piano). Sal marquez (trumpet, vocals). Chris peterson (vocals). Joel peskin (tenor saxophone). Mike altschul (baritone
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blas. With a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask. Leavin', stains of blood on your Roley glass. When I'm, in your hood nigga throw me bags, y'all Hold on. You've just been hit with the ultimate
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tacky sense of humour,. But with a True sense of the Moment, says;. "Don't call me Mark Chapman. 'cause they deserve each other. Don't call me Sirhan Sirhan. 'cause they ain't Duran Duran. And I'll
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time. I can’t complain no. I won’t be mourning. Cause I skipped on prom. For Elvis Duran in the Morning. All of my life. I have been starving. Not for a dinner with friends. More of a starving artist
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, shoulda switched to coal Nigga, sneak a pound through custom drug hounds. Bound to rob your neighborhood Walbaums. Me and my man jumpin' out Sedans. Tappin' your jaw, like Sugar Ray did Duran I, execute