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you're. Fresh as a Daisy, as Fresh as a Daisy,. As Fresh as a Daisy. . You do the things you do very well. You make me feel the way I've never felt,. You make me feel the way I've never felt
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You beat me to the punch that time. You beat me to the punch, ohh ohh. You beat me to the punch After I hadn't known you for it seems like a long, long time. I wanted, wanted to ask you, would you
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You beat me to the punch that time. You beat me to the punch, ohh ohh. You beat me to the punch After I hadn't known you for it seems like a long, long time. I wanted, wanted to ask you, would you
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you 'till the last beat of my heart At the close of day the sunset cloaks. These words in shadow play. Here and now, long and loud. My heart cries out. And the naked bone of an echo says. Don't
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warm, he's X, I call him Norm ya know. He can cut a record from side to side. So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide. Soul control, beat is the father of your rock 'n' roll
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now. . What does it all mean?. . What do I want?. . Everybody in the street. Get, get, get, a-get. Get down to the funky beat. . Beat this!. Beat this!. Beat this!. . Keep this frequency
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, the first day we arrived. from the looks of the hoods, we didn't think we'd survive. Second day we were there, we were walking down the street. With a rhyme in mind and a funky beat. . . But when
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Help me get my feet back to solid ground. Cos were walking to the devils beat. And it's trying to bring us down. . Well the devils get us rolling a 6-sided dice. And it's burning up the oils and
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We booked a seven day cruise. On our summer vacation. Ended up lost in this island nation. Saturday morning, a walk in the sand. The rhythmic beat of this tropical band On the island. We'll be
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, it's peaceful as can be. And there the world below don't bother me, no, no So when I come home feeling tired and beat. I'll go up where the air is fresh and sweet. I'll get far away from the hustling
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, it's peaceful as can be. And there the world below don't bother me, no, no So when I come home feeling tired and beat. I'll go up where the air is fresh and sweet. I'll get far away from the hustling
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, it's peaceful as can be. And there the world below don't bother me, no, no So when I come home feeling tired and beat. I'll go up where the air is fresh and sweet. I'll get far away from the hustling
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Intro. Puff Bad boy baby,. We the last standin' check the records,. Check the score. Da Band, the next generation of Bad motherfuckers, c'mon. . Babs. I'm back and I'm hittin' em hard. Tits
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this beat. I don't give really give a ***, I do my thang yep in this beat. Post-Chorus. I'm just, I'm just. I'm just, I'm just. Verse 2. Bitches wanna know my name (yeah), for me, they're all the same
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(Party People). Lets party right baby. We lmafo we rock the beat and rock the show. Move yo' feet onto the floor start the freak and drink some mo'. (Oh). (Repeat 5x). And drink some more, and
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Help me get my feet back to solid ground. Cos were walking to the devil's beat. And it's trying to bring us down. Well the devil's get us rolling a 6-sided dice. And it's burning up the olis and
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Help me get my feet back to solid ground. Cos were walking to the devil's beat. And it's trying to bring us down. Well the devil's get us rolling a 6-sided dice. And it's burning up the olis and
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Help me get my feet back to solid ground. Cos were walking to the devil's beat. And it's trying to bring us down. Well the devil's get us rolling a 6-sided dice. And it's burning up the olis and
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On the way to JFK. Before I get on the plane. 12 hours with David Julian Levi. Woke up to water slides. Woke up to giant pools. Woke up to nachos in the morning (Chorus) great-great-greatgreat
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To the beat To the beat y'all. To the beat y'all. To the, to the, to the beat y'all And, yes, y'all. This one goes out to all the homeboys. From the old school, takin' you way, way back. When we
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. My DJ is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya know. He can cut a record from side to side. So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide. Soul control, beat is the father of your
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by assholes They try to run our lives from their golden mustache. castles The Dark Prince was a nazi, his mustache true to form instead of arm-. band swastikas, mouse ears must be worn He terminates
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Song B-i-bickey-bi, Bo-bo-go - Gene Vincent, The Blue Caps. As I was walking down the street. I heard a crazy song with a crazy beat. The band in the house was a-going real wild. And all them cats
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birdy, fly like a birdy. Fly like a Yellow band, excuse me Cham, please give me the time again. Diamonds so large, the minute hand ain't got no time for them. Damn, how you supposed to see the time
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Fresh off the light with my brand new shoes on. They ain't even out yea. Let me introduce 'em. I do my two step. Hey right in front of yea. Meet me at the door. It's kin a crazy. Cuz I'm
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Song When The Beat Drops Out - Marlon Roudette. When the beat drops out. and the people gone. we still be there, still be there. for me child. When the lights go out. and the morning comes. we still
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Song When The Beat Drops Out - Marlon Roudette. When the beat drops out. and the people gone. we still be there, still be there. for me child. When the lights go out. and the morning comes. we still
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. My DJ is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya know. He can cut a record from side to side. So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide. Soul control, beat is the father of your
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Song Down In the Flood - The Derek Trucks Band. Crash on the levee, mama. Water's gonna overflow. Swamps gonna rise. And no boats gonna row. Now you can train on down. To William's Point. You can
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screaming to get out. Like the beat of a heart. Don't look behind. Cause a tear that never dries. Can only make you blind. You've got to try. Cause the future's never never gonna die. There's a beast
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the band!. . Those magical notes, those musical pearls. I've sung with all the Counts, the Dukes, the Kings, and the Earls. And the experience, I have to say, was grand. But I wouldn't have made it
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Song Turn Of The Century - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. There'll be flying boats, and condos with moats. Cultivated oceans, floating cities in the sky. Living underneath a bubble, no more toil and
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Come on and hear. come on and hear. Alexander's ragtime band. Come on and hear. come on and hear. It's the best band in the land. They can play a bugle call like you never heared before. So
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They told him don't you ever come around here. Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear. The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear. So beat it, just beat it. You better run
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They told him don't you ever come around here. Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear. The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear. So beat it, just beat it. You better run