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Baby drive in by the lake,. You know that old backroad,. The one that leads right straight. To our old had a cove. Need to drown out this old world and. Turn on the radio and dance We will wade
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On a greyhound bus. Lord, I'm travelin' this morning. I'm goin' to Shreveport. And down to New Orleans Been travelin' these highways. Been doin' things my way. It's been making me lonesome
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It's difficult to see from the surface. But everything goes in and it stings,. Like a spider. Hits you deep inside and. . Chorus. I know that you are just like me, oversensitive. Well I
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Two o' clock in the morning baby,. I know it's late, I know it's late,. I'm dark and I like the night,. And I can make you feel alright,. I've been around for quite a while,. And I've learned
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Once in a life there comes a man like you. And you bear a son so much like yourself. And it's hard to believe that he's a grown man. But pop I understand. . Once every night I thank my lucky
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My love was in a storm. The bitter wind was blowin' around me. I'd sit and cry but. By and by it just faded away. . Rainbow, painted skies,. Brought a smile into my eyes. The scent of flowers
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Bài hát The Cowboy And The Lady - John Denver. In the airport lounge she sat. In a fancy feathered hat. The grandest lady I had ever seen. Outside the heavy rains. Had grounded all the planes. So I
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Creeping up the backstairs. Slinking into dark stalls. Shapeless and slumped in bathchairs. Furtive eyes peep out of holes. She has many guises. She'll do what you want her to. Playing dead and
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Love my eternal mystery, buried in an angel's breast. Fell down the stairs and kissed me, smiled and forsook the rest. No calculated guesswork, now that introduction is made. And oh what a thrill
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look up at me. . . Oh I love you the most. Always giving up the ghost. In your own private conversation. You're a sweet mystery. There is nothing in between. You and the Mona Lisa. . . Nothing
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All of those wild American bilinguals. Who talk to you in Paris of their lonely lives. School days and last days out there in the Midwest. They climb on their liners to rejoin their wives
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the eye. Everybody needs a little good luck charm. A little gris gris keeps you safe from harm. Rub yours on me, and I'll rub mine on you. Luckiest couple on the avenue. . With a little love and
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The boulevard is bustlin'. A vast and wrinkled muslin. Is pulled over my eyes and. I know I don't belong. There is a noise inside of me. That bustles asymmetrically. Oh how have I to balance
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the summer shower is through. So a voice within me keeps repeating you, you, you Night and day, you are the one. Only you beneath the moon or under the sun. Whether near to me, or far. It's no
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Writing what you say and saying it all back to you. Mayonnaise and Malaise to go. The catcher in the rye caught a catch 22. Keep it at a pace - My life is like a crawl to me. Catatonic face - I'm
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Some days I think I love my whip more than I love my bitch. Everytime we argue I just hop up in my whip and split. And my car never talked back to me. It just turned up and played this track to me
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Writing what you say and saying it all back to you. Mayonnaise and Malaise to go. The catcher in the rye caught a catch 22. Keep it at a pace - My life is like a crawl to me. Catatonic face - I'm
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Tell me where you've been to point me to the door. I've seen you around but I really can't be sure. And all the hatchet men are busy climbing up the wall. Banging on the window tearing down the
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Creeping up the backstairs. Slinking into dark stalls. Shapeless and slumped in bathchairs. Furtive eyes peep out of holes. She has many guises. She'll do what you want her to. Playing dead and
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Night and day, you are the one. Only you 'neath the moon or under the sun. Whether near to me or far. It's no matter, darling, where you are. I think of you day and night. . Night and day, why
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in case you haven’t noticed. well, everybody’s tired . and healing from somebody . or something we don’t see just right. boy come on put your lipstick on. (no one can tell you nothing). come on and
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Bài hát Wax And Wire - Loch Lomond. I'm helplessly needless and needless to say I owe you. I'm helplessly needless and needless to say I owe you. Well I'd wade ten thousand clicks for a just one more
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Some things are hidden in weird lands. Just like treasures. Volcanic bombs sleeping in your belly. So innocently and you're their home. They're ready now,and a strong wind's blowing. On the way
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won't. mean a thing. One of these days their bombs. will drop and silence. everything. But it's all right. Yet it's all right. I said it's all right. Easy for you to say. Your heart has never been broken
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won't. mean a thing. One of these days their bombs. will drop and silence. everything. But it's all right. Yet it's all right. I said it's all right. Easy for you to say. Your heart has never been broken
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wash your face. Drive your car to the office, getting ready for. Hunting. . Wake up call at 7. 00, just wash your face. Drive your car to the office, getting ready for. Hunting. . And I am just
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They're dropping bombs again. And they're doing it in your name. All the rational commentaries. In the papers that I read. . Marmalade and buttered toast. And the smell of Sunday roast. Kiss
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Someday at Christmas, men won't be boys. Playing with bombs like boys play with toys. One warm December, our hearts will see. A world where men are free. . And some day at Christmas, there'll be
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Someday at Christmas, men won't be boys. Playing with bombs like boys play with toys. One warm December, our hearts will see. A world where men are free. . And some day at Christmas, there'll be
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Bài hát The Golden Age - Woodkid. Walking through the fields of gold. In the distance, bombs can fall. Boy we're running free. Facing light in the flow. And in the cherry trees. We're hiding from the
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with a bent wrist crooked king,. Sign away our peace for your war,. One word and it's over. Dropping your bombs now. On all we've built,. How does it feel now. To watch it burn, burn, burn?. Raise your
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eternity. Chorus eagle fly free. Let people see. just make it your own way. leave time behind. Follow the sign. together we'll fly someday. Hey, we think so supersonic. And we make our bombs atomic. Or the
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The princess in her flowerbed,. Pulled the jungle underground,. Where cherry bombs stain the blackbird's red,. And explosions never make a sound. Oh comet come down!. Kamikaze over me,. And
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with a bent wrist crooked king,. Sign away our peace for your war,. One word and it's over. Dropping your bombs now. On all we've built,. How does it feel now. To watch it burn, burn, burn?. Raise your
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. Bombs to set the people free, blood to feed the dollar tree. Flags for coffins on the screen, oil for the machine. Army of the liberation, gunpoint indoctrination. The fires of sedition. Fulfill the
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, for your war. One word and it's over. Dropping your bombs now, on all we've built. How does it feel now to watch it burn, burn, burn? Raise your weapons, raise your weapons. And it's over. Bridge