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Savoy sides presents a new saxophone sensation. It's Parker's band with a smooth style of syncopation. Kansas city born and growing, you won't believe what the boys are blowing. You got to come on
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really die with honor. Does it really matter It's a big world. It's a big world, so much to see Sitting on a beach in Bali. Tried to reach and *** a cloud. Looked so much like cotton candy. And I'm
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You know, do it big, nigga. If you don't do nothing, do it big, * it. Ain't like your stupid ass gonna live twice. Ball like a dawg, nigga, * it. If you doin' it small do it big, ya know
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Who's that walkin' round here, Mercy. Sounds like baby patter. Baby elephant patter; thats what I calls it Say up in Harlem at a table for two. There were four of us. Me, your big feet and you
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Yeah, okay, what's up y'all?. This is one of those dancing songs We ride big big cars and big big rims. And we rock big clothes with them big big Timbs. Got big cribs 'cause we got big crib. I'm
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if you want me to love you, maybe I will. I need you woman, it ain't no big deal. You need lovin' just as bad as I do, now. Make's me no difference now, who you give your thing to. It's your thing
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chip that belongs to the big fish But it's easier to say "I love you". Than "Yours sincerely"; I suppose. All little sisters like to try on big sister's clothes. Big sister's clothes The sport of
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if you want me to love you, maybe I will. I need you woman, it ain't no big deal. You need lovin' just as bad as I do, now. Make's me no difference now, who you give your thing to. It's your thing
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if you want me to love you, maybe I will. I need you woman, it ain't no big deal. You need lovin' just as bad as I do, now. Make's me no difference now, who you give your thing to. It's your thing
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Well, we were just another band out of Boston. On the road to try to make ends meet. Playin' all the bars, sleepin' in our cars. And we practiced right on out in the street No, we didn't have much
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Well, we were just another band out of Boston. On the road to try to make ends meet. Playin' all the bars, sleepin' in our cars. And we practiced right on out in the street No, we didn't have much
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Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson. . Big money goes around the world. Big money underground. Big money got a mighty voice. Big money make no sound. Big money pull a
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band. Kill the band I was caught dreaming of wealth and. I was taught, was creeping in again They get ahead, you get so mad, why do you care? It's only money. Get out of bed, undo your head, think