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Mr. Sun came up and he smiled at me. Said it's gonna be a good one just wait and see. Jumped out of bed and I ran outside. Feeling so extra exsatisfied It's the best day ever. (Best day ever
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Mr. Sun came up and he smiled at me. Said it's gonna be a good one just wait and see. Jumped out of bed and I ran outside. Feeling so extra exsatisfied It's the best day ever. (Best day ever
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. Magic) Take a token. (Mr. Magic) Of my love. (Mr. Magic) I see you through the smoke. . Without you, a misery. Blue with a migraine. All the songs sound better when you're next to me. Hey, coz
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Intro Mr. Catra, Anitta & Snoop Dogg. Tô apaixonado (Jura?). (Papatinho!). Que rabo, que rabão. Que rabo, ai que rabão (Vai sentando). Que rabo, que rabão. Que rabo, ai que rabão (Vai sentando
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. Other tenants who be praying they ain't the new neighbor. Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga. They try to play him like a chump cause he got what they want He under thirty years old but already he's a pro. Designer
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run a mile with a racist. Pullin, swords, hit the Billboard with a bullet. Peace to the number seven. Everybody else get the fo'-nine-three-eleven. (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream). I don't
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is Mr. Goodbar, I'm came to offer champagne. Later on maybe I'll tell you my real name. But for now sip your drink and be merry. And be a nice girl and sing me a cherry Me, I'll have a Cowa-loo and
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So-called Mr Rock & Roll,. Is dancing on his own again,. Talking on his phone again,. To someone who tells him that his balance is low. He's got nowhere to go, he's on his own again. Rock Chick of
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!. . Dear Mr. Murdoch you play hard to see. But with your bare-arsed cheek you should be on page three. And dear Mr. Murdoch you're really the pits. Bad news is good business, you're the king of the tits
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!. . Dear Mr. Murdoch you play hard to see. But with your bare-arsed cheek you should be on page three. And dear Mr. Murdoch you're really the pits. Bad news is good business, you're the king of the tits
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was wrong He was a mountain of a man. And I want you to know. He could preach hot hell or freezin' snow. He carried a Bible in a canvas sack And folks just called him. The Reverend Mr. Black, he
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You work hard, you make money. There ain't no on in the world who can stop you. You work hard, you went hungry. Now the taxman is out to get you. You worked hard. And slaved and slaved for years
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down. I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was. Down and out. He looked to me to be the eyes of age. As he spoke right out. He talked of life. He talked of life. He laughed, clicked his heels and
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(lead me) to you (to you). So I stood there watching. And I was hypnotized. By the rhythm of your body. And the music in your eyes. And I was lost inside a groove with you. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Hey, Mr. DJ
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touched down. . I met him in a cell in New Orleans. I was down and out. He looked at me to be the eyes of age. As he spoke right out. He talked of life, he talked of life. He laughed, slapped his leg
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touched down. . I met him in a cell in New Orleans. I was down and out. He looked at me to be the eyes of age. As he spoke right out. He talked of life, he talked of life. He laughed, slapped his leg
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touched down. . I met him in a cell in New Orleans. I was down and out. He looked at me to be the eyes of age. As he spoke right out. He talked of life, he talked of life. He laughed, slapped his leg
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Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me. I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me. In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you
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Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me. I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me. In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you
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Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me. I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me. In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you
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, decide on what goes down. . Well, I met my match, plus you're more of a man than I ever had. This table's turned and I can't find the words. To describe how good it hurts. . You are my Mr. Right
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me boy, I'm red hot. Umm nigga, they not,. I'm over here, I'm over there. I'm everywhere they not. (I said). You'll never play me, nice try. Ballin' in the night spot. No more Mr Nice guy, hello
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Hello, my name is not Mr. Right but you can be my missis tonight. I know we’re only fooling around, I’m never gonna be your Mr. Right. But I’ma be your Mr. Right now, right now, right now, right
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Kids if you want some fun. Mr. lapage is your man. He's always laughing, having fun. Showing his films in the den. Come on, come on. Soon you will be eighteen. I think you know what I mean
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Kids if you want some fun. Mr. lapage is your man. He's always laughing, having fun. Showing his films in the den. Come on, come on. Soon you will be eighteen. I think you know what I mean
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. ). Oh. Anh có thấy những lúc em buồn. Mơ về anh từng giờ, mong chờ anh thẩn thờ. Chỉ muốn thét lên rằng em nhớ anh. (Talk to me!). Trong tim vẫn mơ về anh. Bao đêm thầm mơ về anh. Bên ai người có chợt
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beautiful. I still feel you around me, right now. That kiss under the bridge. Every lovers remind me of you. Oh, Mr. Gloomy. My baby, you take blue back into me. I, I, I, I, I'm just a girl like a cloudy day
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his hand,. And no one swings as hard to the big bad voodoo band. *Chorus*. Hey Mr. Pinstripe Suit. Hey Mr. Hi De Hi De Ho. Well I know you got the answers that we all wanna know. Hey Mr
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lúc này. Giọng ai đó như MR. AYO. Bài hát đó cũng vui mà . Nó nói rằng là. Get out n Get drunk 2nite. Để quên KOTA đi. Uống uống uống uống. Uống say đi mà. Get out n Get drunk 2nite. Để quên KOTA đi
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). Why's it takin' such a long time. (Oh yeah). For me to hear from that boy of mine There must be some word today. From my boyfriend so far away. Please Mr. Postman look and see. If there's a letter a
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Song Mr. Richland's Favorite Song - Harry Nilsson. When he was young he sang in the band and the fans all looked the same. And the fans he had were younger than he and they loved to scream his name
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come up missin if they didn't have they strap. So why, try to be, like me. Just when you pull back a G and I think I'm Mr. Malik Well if the beat is funkadelic then the tune is right. Mr. Malik and
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). Naega neomu ppareuni? (malhae jullae?). Oh lalalalala come on. Abeurakadabeura mabeopcheoreom Yeah yeah. (Ohhh, come and take it). Dagaon Myste-mystery my Mr. Mr. E. Abeurakadabeura kkomjjak mot hage
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and Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones) . What kind of fuckery are we? . Nowadays you don't mean dick to me (dick to me) . I might let you make it up to me (make it up) . Who's playing Saturday? . What kind of
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about the t. v. and. The couch and your best friends' wife. . Tell us of grand projects never finished. . With somebody else to blame. And all the reasons that your fame. Never did arrive. Mr
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You always said I wouldn't stay. I guess you saw the way before it all began. I've always been a changin' train. And when you think on this you might forgive me then. Thanks for Chicago Mr James