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When the ebbing tide retreats. Along the rocky shoreline. It leaves a trail of tidal pools. In a short lived galaxy. Each microcosmic planet. A complete society A simple kind of mirror. To
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. Is all I need. My circle of fantasy. Would be complete. . I wanna sing hymns with Mahalia. When the day is through. I wanna tell you about it. I wanna get next to you. Next to you. . So close
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. And I'm near you I can hear you. Look out little girl, little girl, little girl look out. Ahhh. . Sea over yonder when the rights are read your name, ah. You search for the riddle to the clue to
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Come back. Baby, come back. Come back. Baby, come back. This is the first time until today. That you have run away. I'm asking you for the first time baby. Love me enough to stay. Stay. Hey
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Come back. Baby, come back. Come back. Baby, come back. This is the first time until today. That you have run away. I'm asking you for the first time baby. Love me enough to stay. Stay. Hey
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, I got a mind. Over you it's not the first time. Ooh, I got a mind. . Rainbow's crawling on a midday sun. But I've been lucky you're the only one. Sunday's calling, you'll be number one. It's
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What good is melody, what good is music. If it ain't possessin' something sweet. It ain't the melody, it ain't the music. There's something else that makes the tune complete. It don't mean a
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tiplay the game. arQueen. alQueen The Platinum Collection - Disc 1. offset500. Open up your mind and let me step inside. Rest your weary head and let your heart decide. It's so easy when you know the
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. Life can be complete. On the sunny side of the street. . I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade. But I'm not afraid. this rover's crossed over. . If I never had a cent. I'd be rich as
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. Life can be complete. On the sunny side of the street. . I used to walk in the shade with my blues on parade. But I'm not afraid. this rover's crossed over. . If I never had a cent. I'd be rich as
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. You say your puzzle is complete. You close the door, you turn the key. Life your life on the balcony Life your life on the balcony. Life your life on the balcony. Life your life on the balcony. See
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damage that we do. And never know. Its the words that we don't say. That scare me so. There's so many people to see. So many people you can check up on. And add to your collection. But they keep you
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a shaker too. the kinds of sound. that wants to make you move. bring in the uke. it will complete the groove. let's gather round and sing a song. there's no worries on the earth tonight. we're all
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a shaker too. the kinds of sound. that wants to make you move. bring in the uke. it will complete the groove. let's gather round and sing a song. there's no worries on the earth tonight. we're all
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Now it's complete,. Ravel is in the rain. standing in my dream street. I'd like to meet. Ravel in New Orleans,. hold out my hand to his. I was warned, now I'm old,. still searching for what
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the moon without the stars ? (moon whithout the stars). That's how I feel when we're apart. So complete, so complete. You're all I ever need. You're here with me right now. You're here in my heart now
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twisted on the curb, I couldn't take it Now I have my own private collection. All lined in rows when you open up the wardrobe doors. Now I have no room for my obsession. Lined up and labeled in neat
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Incapable of holding down real jobs. and can't make rent,. so for a life in the arts. we deem ourselves destined. Skip across my record collection. until a song strikes my soul. Until it
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tiHit The Freeway (Ft. Loon). arToni Braxton. alPlatinum And Gold Collection. offset500. Toni Braxton - Hit The Freeway (Ft. Loon). Album Platinum And Gold Collection. And we dont stop no more
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Every time I hear you breathe. In the still night next to me. And your innocent heart to beat. I feel so complete Just let me listen to you gently breathe. No words do we need. Let your innocent
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Prayer ain't no key. Words aligned to make a puzzle of mind. Never meant to make you free. Prayer, insanity. You compete for the never complete. And it just won't make you see. Pick your god
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house, burn down the street. Turn everything red and the beat is complete. With the sound of your world going up in the fire. It's a perfect day to throw back your head, kiss it all goodbye It's a
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