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closet,. Found in the cubicle;. Without a name, just numbers, on the resume stored in the mainframe, marked for delete. . Please take these hands. Throw them in the river,. Wash away the things they
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with her,. To flow with her so I can * her!. I light the dance floor on fire,. 82 isnt over you * liar. (Tonights the last night!) Will someone please. Delete Rickys (terror). Myspace
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bridge and delete. Those who compete at a level that's obsolete. Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag. As I recall our downfall. And the businesses that burned us all. See through the
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bridge and delete. Those who compete at a level that's obsolete. Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag. As I recall our downfall. And the business that burned us all. See through the
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bridge and delete. Those who compete at a level that's obsolete. Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag. As I recall our downfall. And the businesses that burned us all. See through the
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bridge and delete. Those who compete at a level that's obsolete. Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag. As I recall our downfall. And the businesses that burned us all. See through the
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bridge and delete. Those who compete at a level that's obsolete. Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag. As I recall our downfall. And the businesses that burned us all. See through the
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a superstar. And pain was the price you paid. Even when you died the press still hounded you. All the papers had to say. Was that marilyn was found in the ***. . Chorus. . Goodbye norma jean
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the price you paid. Even when you died. Oh the press still hounded you. All the papers had to say. Was that Marilyn was found in the ***. Goodbye Norma Jean. From the young man in the twenty second row
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the price you paid. Even when you died. Oh the press still hounded you. All the papers had to say. Was that Marilyn was found in the ***. Goodbye Norma Jean. From the young man in the twenty second row
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a superstar. And pain was the price you paid. Even when you died the press still hounded you. All the papers had to say. Was that marilyn was found in the ***. . Chorus. . Goodbye norma jean
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the price you paid. Even when you died. Oh the press still hounded you. All the papers had to say. Was that Marilyn was found in the ***. Goodbye Norma Jean. From the young man in the twenty second row
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kings, the old queen's heart. The prince in darkness stole some tart. And it's in the papers, it's in the charts. It's in the stop press before it all starts With a hammer on the slap and tickle under
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. Hollywood created a superstar. And pain was the price you paid. Even when you died. Oh the press still hounded you. All the papers had to say. Was that Marilyn was found in the ***. Goodbye Norma Jean. From
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the price you paid. Even when you died. Oh the press still hounded you. All the papers had to say. Was that Marilyn was found in the ***. Goodbye Norma Jean. From the young man in the twenty second row
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Happy days are here again. Its official, from number ten. We're movin' in, we're movin out. All change on the roundabout Looking good, for the press. Gucci or Prada? Let me guess. The champion
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Bài hát Complete Control - VA. They said release 'Remote Control'. But we didn't want it on the label. They said, "Fly to Amsterdam". The people laughed but the press went mad . Ooh ooh ooh
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. In the lightning field. Press your face to mine, name and raise again. Take the car out for a drive. Run my fastest and stand beside you. In the lightning field of love. Name and raise again, press
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Bài Hát Go Tell Her Now. Ca Sĩ Tom Odell. You write her a message. Then you press delete. Calling her up. You don't wanna speak. What you know. You see her by chance. Out on the street. You wanna
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