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with a bank in Colorado. In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid. And his age and his size. Took the teller by surprise. And the word spread of Billy the Kid Well, he never traveled heavy. Yes, he
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Bài hát Old Town Road (Remix) - Lil Nas X, Billy Ray Cyrus. Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road. I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more. I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road. I'm
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(Paul Mccartney). . Well, I was found in the transit lounge. Of a dirty airport town. What was I doing on the road to ruin. Well my mama laid me down. My mama laid me down. . Around my hand
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Aye yo Paul, it's Em. I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing. And I know that he's not 'Thrilled' about the video. What does he 'Wanna be startin'' somethin'?'. Well I'll show him who's
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Bài hát Piano Man - Billy Joel. It's nine o'clock on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in. There's an old man sitting next to me. Making love to his tonic and gin. He says, "Son can you play me
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Bài hát Piano Man - Billy Joel. It's nine o'clock on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in. There's an old man sitting next to me. Making love to his tonic and gin. He says, "Son can you play me
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Bài hát Piano Man - Billy Joel. It's nine o'clock on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in. There's an old man sitting next to me. Making love to his tonic and gin. He says, "Son can you play me
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. I guess you must have missed your train Tell me is it 'cause you love me, Billy. Or is it just because you love the pain? Billy, Billy. Ain't love hard to explain?. For a debutante you're a real
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started with a bank in Colorado. In the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid. And his age and his size took the teller by surprise. And word spread of Billy the Kid. . Well he never heavy. Yes, he always
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I couldn't stay without you. You've got me singing the blues. (Mr. Paul Wiggins, Come on Paul). Well, the moon and the stars no longer shine. The dream is gone I thought was mine. There's
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Uptown girl . She's been living in her uptown world . I bet she's never had a backstreet guy . I bet her momma never told her why . I'm gonna try for an uptown girl . She's been living in her white br
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Bài hát Uptown Girl - Billy Joel. She's been living in her uptown world . I bet she never had a back street guy . I bet her mama never told her why . I'm gonna try for an uptown girl . She's been
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We met as soulmates. On Parris Inland. We left as inmates. From an asylum. And we were sharp. As sharp as knives. And we were so gung. ho to lay down our lives We came in *. Like tameless hors
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Uptown girl, she's been living in her uptown world. I bet she never had a back street guy. I bet her mama never told her why. I'm gonna try for an uptown girl (Uptown girl). She's been living in h
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Well we all have a face. That we hide away forever. And we take them out and. Show ourselves. When everyone has gone. Some are satin some are steel. Some are silk and some are leather. They're the fac
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I am the entertainer. And I know just where I stand. Another serenader. And another long-haired band. Today I am your champion. I may have won your hearts. But I know the game, you'll forget my
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We met as soulmates. On Parris Inland. We left as inmates. From an asylum. And we were sharp. As sharp as knives. And we were so gung. ho to lay down our lives We came in *. Like tameless hors
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Didn't I say. I wasn't ready for a romance. Didn't we promise. We would only be friends And so we danced. Though it was only a slow dance. I started breaking my promises. Right there and then Di
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You see her sitting with her coffee and her paper. With her high top sneakers of italian design. With a long cool stare she aggravates the tension. Makes up her face while she makes up her mind Now
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We met as soulmates. On Parris Inland. We left as inmates. From an asylum. And we were sharp. As sharp as knives. And we were so gung. ho to lay down our lives We came in *. Like tameless hors
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Well, you went uptown riding in your limousine. With your fine Park Avenue clothes. You had the Dom Perignon in your hand. And the spoon up your nose. And when you wake up in the morning. With yo
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Well we all have a face. That we hide away forever. And we take them out and. Show ourselves. When everyone has gone. Some are satin some are steel. Some are silk and some are leather. They're the fac
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Saturday night and you're still hangin' around. Tired of living in your one horse town. You'd like to find a little hole in the ground. For awhile So you go to the village in your tie dyed jeans.
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Hey Lord, take a look all around. And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight. 'Cause she is far across the sea. Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonigh
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She cuts you once, she cuts you twice. But still you believe. The wound is so fresh you can taste the blood. But you don't have strength to leave. You've been bought, you've been sold. You've bee
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"odoya"was recorded at the djvari monastary in tbilisi, georgia, ussr. this piece is performed by the goergian singers of the ussr "zhournalist". ?david abedzadze ?yosif zurabauli ?nugree gamtjebeli
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Saturday night and you're still hangin' around. Tired of living in your one horse town. You'd like to find a little hole in the ground,. For awhile. So you go to the village in your tie dyed jeans
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Streetlife serenader. Never sang on stages. Needs no orchestration. Melody comes easy Midnight masquerader. Shoppin' center heroes. Child of Eisenhower. New world celebrator Streetlife serenader
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I am the entertainer. And I know just where I stand. Another serenader. And another long-haired band. Today I am your champion. I may have won your hearts. But I know the game, you'll forget my
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Saturday night and you're still hangin' around. Tired of living in your one horse town. You'd like to find a little hole in the ground. For awhile So you go to the village in your tie dyed jeans.
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You don't have to talk all night. I'm a man who can't say no. You don't have to twist my arm. Just point me where you want to go Take me to the action. Take me to the track. Take me to a party if
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We met as soul-mates. On Parris Island. We left as inmates. From an asylum. And we were sharp.
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They say it takes a lot to keep a love alive. In every heart there pumps a different beat. . But if we shift the rhythm into overdrive,. We could generate a lot of heat. . Chorus. On 52nd Stree