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, Transylvania. Why don't you stay for the night. Night!. Or maybe a bite. Bite!. I could show you my favorite obsession. I've been making a man. With blonde hair and a tan. And he's good for relieving my tension
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still lodged in my head. And some blonde gave me nightmares. I think that she's still in my bed. As I dream about movies. They won't make of me when I'm dead. With an ironclad fist I wake up and. French
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mean it. When you get bored, like you always do. Tell me that you'll let her go before you look for someone new. Verse 2. Yeah, this very girl. Brown eyes and blonde things. Know she never wasted time
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bed and she calls up a friend, says will you meet me at midnight. The tall blonde lets out a cry of despair says. Would have cut it myself if I knew men could climb hair. I'll have to find another
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. I looked at her and I did not know what to say. She had long black hair Must be a different neighborhood girl. 'Cause ours had blonde hair, in front of McKinsey's Bar. And we were interested in her
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Some have crosses. Bells that ring. Most have angels. painted with wings Old ones and blonde ones. can find their way in. got statues, apostles,. and other godly things In deserts they build em
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Non Jef t'es pas tout seul. Mais arrкte de pleurer. Comme зa devant tout le monde. Parce qu'une demi-vieille. Parce qu'une fausse blonde. T'a relaissй tomber. Non Jef t'es pas tout seul. Mais
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the tough guy blonde with the front tooth gone. And ships all over his chest. Who approached me out on the promenade. Of the beach heading into the west. His friends lay around on the muscleman lawn
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PECULIAR. AND ALTOGETHER QUITE IMPOSSIBLE TO DESCRIBE . ELPHABA. BLONDE. GLINDA. WHAT IS THIS FEELING. SO SUDDEN AND NEW? ELPHABA. I FELT THE MOMENT. I LAID EYES ON YOU . GLINDA. MY PULSE IS
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,. Only yesterday, when the world was young. . 3. While sitting around, we often recall,. The laugh of the year, the night of them all. The blonde who was so attractive that year,. Some opening night
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seen her there I told him all about her pretty eyes and long, blonde hair He spit his tobacco, said, "I'll be dad blamed. I believe I did see her leavin' on the east bound train. ". . I bought a round
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town. Gonna bring her back with me. I asked the man down at the station if he'd seen her there. I told him all about her pretty eyes and long, blonde hair. He spit his tobacco, said, "I'll be dad blamed
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you insist Craigslist. I'm on Craigslist, baby, come on. Yeah Well, we shared a quick glance Saturday at the mall. I never took a chance, never approached you at all. You were a blonde half-Asian
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more Well the straight-haired girls, they all want curls. And the brunettes wanna be blonde. It's your typical thing, you've got yin, you want yang. It just goes on and on They say, "Hey! It's only
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you insist Craigslist. I'm on Craigslist, baby, come on. Yeah Well, we shared a quick glance Saturday at the mall. I never took a chance, never approached you at all. You were a blonde half-Asian
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town. Gonna bring her back with me. I asked the man down at the station if he'd seen her there. I told him all about her pretty eyes and long, blonde hair. He spit his tobacco, said, "I'll be dad blamed
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You are the girl. Somebody invented. In a grim little office. On madison ave. They were specific. They made you terrific. Red lips;. Blue eyes;. Blonde hair;. Un-wise --. You're all
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seen her there I told him all about her pretty eyes and long, blonde hair He spit his tobacco, said, "I'll be dad blamed. I believe I did see her leavin' on the east bound train. ". . I bought a round
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she broke out last night. Left a note sayin' she won't hang on, she just can't fight. I know she's with Brock Scott, that jock with blonde locks. That blocks shots, guess I'm just not that hot
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light of my life She goes off with a great big bang. Boys, I tell ya it's a beautiful thing. She takes off, you better hang on tight. She's a blonde bottle rocket in the middle of the night When she
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she broke out last night. Left a note sayin' she won't hang on, she just can't fight. I know she's with Brock Scott, that jock with blonde locks. That blocks shots, guess I'm just not that hot
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ya?. Sam fuckin' Peckinpah. Yeah, who sent ya? Now I met my uncle for the very first time. And he sent me on a con with Ed. But now we came callin' on his girl Diane. A blonde girl dressed in red
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brunetto, or a bleeding blonde?. The tell-tale tongue of a two-ton taste bomb,. Is the kiddy coming on? . Like the 'It Man' baby. Take the sugar. Dump the crumbs. It's a mugs game. Take some * for a
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turn,. now advancing, now receding,. and returns to the excitement. Now advancing, now receding,. and returns to the excitement. Dance, dance with the blonde,. with the brunette of here and there
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I'll be your blonde tonight. If thats what you like. Stilettos and fishnets. If thats what you like. I'll be your hot mess. School girl in curls. Whatever your type. Baby if thats what you like. I'll
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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 I've got to plow". And mama
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Bridge Papa said to mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas. "Well, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please". "There's five more acres in the lower forty I've 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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guy will call me back ,. What a paparazzi girl,. I don't wanna be a stupid girl. Baby if I act like that,. flipping my blonde hair back. Push up my bra like that,. I don't wanna be a stupid girl. (Break
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guy will call me back ,. What a paparazzi girl,. I don't wanna be a stupid girl. Baby if I act like that,. flipping my blonde hair back. Push up my bra like that,. I don't wanna be a stupid girl. (Break
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Quand ceux qui vont, s'en vont aller, . Quand le dernier jour s'est levй. Dans la lumiиre blonde, . Quand ceux qui vont, s'en vont aller, . Pour toujours et а tout jamais. Sous la terre profonde
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Quand ceux qui vont, s'en vont aller, . Quand le dernier jour s'est levй. Dans la lumiиre blonde, . Quand ceux qui vont, s'en vont aller, . Pour toujours et а tout jamais. Sous la terre profonde
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' (Queen!). I'm tryna ball, I just copped me some hoops. Blonde on my inches, brown on the roots. Candy apple sticky, red bag, not the fruit. Copped me them cute double C's on my boot (ah). I'ma lil' busy
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pay. Because. And Andre are here to stay and never go away. Until our dying day, until we're old and grey. So until next time friends. Same blonde hair, same rap channel. Goodnight everyone, thank you
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une reine. Appelle moi donc ma rousse, ma blonde, ou mon ébène. Je suis ton pote Gérard, je suis ta cousine Irène. Je suis le quai du soir qui veille sur la Seine. Je suis le fruit du hasard de
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right?. This is Louis Vuitton Don night. So we gonna do everything that Kan like. Heard they'd do anything for a Klondike. Well I'd do anything for a blonde-dike. And she'll do anything for the