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tiMy Baby. arBritney Spears. alCircus. 00-3. 67Britney Spears - My Baby. 00-2. 45. 00-1. 74. Tiny hands. Yes, that's you. And all you've shown. It's simply true. I smell your breath. It makes me cry
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knew I had to be with you. You didn't ask me, you just took me. To the tiny bed in mt tiny room. On and on the band was playing. A song of surrender. On and on the sun would soon break through. Ah la
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tiMy Baby. arBritney Spears. alCircus. 00-3. 67Britney Spears - My Baby. 00-2. 45. 00-1. 74. Tiny hands. Yes, that's you. And all you've shown. It's simply true. I smell your breath. It makes me cry
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Lully, lullay. Lully, lullay Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child. By, by, lully, lullay. Lully, lullay O sisters, too, how may we do. For to preserve this day?. This poor youngling for whom we
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were long ago. Candle, candle, guide us and protect us. From those in darkness, from those in darkness Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny child. By, by, lully, lullay. Thou little tiny child. By, by
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You you look to the stars for answers. Your face glowing in blue. You smile at the thought that there's something out there. Suddenly a smile turns to a stare. A million tiny light bulbs shining
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Way out on the ocean. Far beyond the seven seas. There's a tiny little boat. Faith is keeping her afloat. And a tiny little skipper. With his worn and tattered coat You see the law of the ocean
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. (Tiny hole). That is usually empty. (usually empty, tiny too). They live by a code. (*** *** *** ***). That is usually SMPTE. Which stands for. *Society of Motion Picture & Television Engineers
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. Precious indeed. Is the lave we share. Like a new born child. Like a tiny baby. Till it grows up strong. You lullaby a new love. With a happy song. Because a new love. Is like a new born child
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Way out on the ocean. Far beyond the seven seas. There's a tiny little boat. Faith is keeping her afloat. And a tiny little skipper. With his worn and tattered coat You see the law of the ocean
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Way out on the ocean. Far beyond the seven seas. There's a tiny little boat. Faith is keeping her afloat. And a tiny little skipper. With his worn and tattered coat You see the law of the ocean
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hands that strap you to it's back. You turn around and look behind. Their smiling eyes. Won't help you down. . Their tiny hands. Their tiny feet. Such little hearts. To miss a beat. . Grotesque
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my klarg. When I'm alone with only you. The way you touch this foolish heart. They way you do the things you try Knackelflerg, that tiny word. It says what you mean to me. You've been awfully fine
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me running full speed at it. Shattering, collide. Call it post-traumatic. Now it's do or die. Coming after tiny fractures. Coming after tiny fractures. See me running full speed at it. Coming after
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the stars. They’re singing like. Christmas trees for us. So I’ll tell you. A million tiny things that. You have never known. It all gets tangled up inside. And I’ll tell you. A million little reasons
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. The tiny cracks on the city stone. A welcome back to your troubled home. Or just wondering round with you. Just wondering town with you. oh oh oh oh. Would be enough. But ohhhhhhhhhhhh. I didn't see the
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chose hope in the dead of night. A tiny fire made me come alive. I was searching for myself. I looked everywhere else. I had to turn inside. I’m a firefly. We can glow tonight. So let’s paint the sky
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Cafe on the left bank, ordinary wine. Touching all the girls with your eyes. Tiny crowd of Frenchmen round a tv shop. Watching Charles de Gaulle makes a speech. Dancing after midnight, sprawling
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already missed the plane We didn't read the invite. We just danced at our own wake. All our favorites were playing. So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake Tiny curtains open. And we heard the
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Always falling into sickness. In this life there's no time. No time to rest. Always falling into sickness Sat inside a tiny church. Fashioned out of local birch. The priest chose psalms and let us
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be enough . The tiny cracks on the city stone . A welcome back to your troubled home . Or just wondering round with you . Just wondering town with you . oh oh oh oh . Would be enough . But
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cozy little nest. Just meant for us to share. Perhaps a tiny guest. Will be arriving there My life, my love, my whole. Are at your beck and call. These things I offer you. For a lifetime These