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consumer pour toi. n'tre que fume. quand tu es dans ce monde. o tes rves t'entranent. je me voudrais blonde. comme une amricaine. tre douce et sage ou sucre. t'emmener sur mon nuage de fume. refrain
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, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!. . Sie rasen durch die StraЯen,. Und die Gassen, sie sind menschenleer. Blonde Bienen mit Bдndern in den Haaren,. Und in schwarzen Leder, das sie tragen. . Halbstark, oh
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The white - oak is waiting for the cut. Caked in flour, hair dyed blonde. All he ever wanted was to dance with the crowd around him. And now the're gonna watch him fall Looking down into his
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monde oщ tes rкves t'entraоnent. Je me voudrais blonde comme une amйricaine. Кtre douce et sage ou sucrйe. T'emmener sur mon nuage de fumйe. . L'amour c'est comme une cigarette. Ca brыle et зa monte
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drove through the suburbs. Crying ’cause you weren’t around. And you’re probably with that blonde girl. Who always made me doubt. She’s so much older than me. She’s everything I’m insecure about. Yeah
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It was just two lovers. Sittin' in the car, listening to Blonde, fallin' for each other. Pink and orange skies, feelin' super childish, no Donald Glover. Missed call from my mother. Like, "Where you
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(FeldmanGoldsteinGottehrer). With your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue. The only thing I ever got from you. Was sorrow, sorrow. . You're acting funny, spending all my money. You're out
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. Looking over your shoulder. Some say distance is safety. . White pleasure powder-drug of the rich. Ride high the body train-and never look back. Blonde plastic ego-the king of no taste. Nobodys lover
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. And she got the hair that's blonde. She got a happy way with you. That's why all the boys are fond of. . Lisa oh Lisa all the boys are talking about you. Lisa oh Lisa on the telephone. Lisa oh
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(FeldmanGoldsteinGottehrer). With your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue. The only thing I ever got from you. Was sorrow, sorrow. . You're acting funny, spending all my money. You're out
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. It's your game and you play it so cool. That night seems like an illusion. In your hotel room German eyes, blonde disguise. Never really knew who I was talking to. But if you're supposed to be such a
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. Hey, hey now, can you fake it,. Can you make it look like we want. Hey hey now, can you take it. And we cry when they all die blonde. God bless, what a sensitive mess. Yeah, but things aren't always
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a aeroplane. Sitting next to Lois Lane. You gotta that woman but you want her gone. So you can sleep with a teenage blonde. You wear a mask wear an armoured suit. Can't get to you with the gun I
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a aeroplane. Sitting next to Lois Lane. You gotta that woman but you want her gone. So you can sleep with a teenage blonde. You wear a mask wear an armoured suit. Can't get to you with the gun I
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". . And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed. Peas. "Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the. Biscuits, please". "There's five more acres in the lower forty. Got to. Plow
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Bài hát Donatella - Lady Gaga. Intro. I am so fab. Check out,. I'm blonde,. I'm skinny,. I'm rich,. and I'm a little bit of a bitch. Verse 1. I wanna dress you up in silk, Taffeta. Tailor these
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. Sitting next to Lois Lane. You gotta that woman but you want her gone. So you can sleep with a teenage blonde You wear a mask, wear an armoured suit. Can't get to you with the gun I shoot. You play your
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