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Song A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square - Rod Stewart. When two lovers meet in Mayfair, so the legends tell,. Songbirds sing; winter turns to spring. Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath
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let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears. while we all sup sorrow with the poor. there's a song that will linger forever in our ears. oh, hard times come again no more 'tis a
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I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times). I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times. I'm tryin' to make it through these hard times (Hard, times). I'm tryin' to make it
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with the profound. It's enough to put a church underground. It's enough to put a church underground Deflowered young and then ever since. She's tried to wash off his fingerprints. So every charlatan
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Sunday's getting more bleak. A fresh poison each week. "We were born sick". You heard them say it. My church offers no absolutes. She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom". The only heaven I'll be sent to. Is
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sang in Berkley Square. I may be right, I may be wrong. But I'm perfectly willing to swear. That when you turned and smiled at me. A nightingale sang in Berkley Square. The moon that lingered over
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sang in Berkley Square. I may be right, I may be wrong. But I'm perfectly willing to swear. That when you turned and smiled at me. A nightingale sang in Berkley Square. The moon that lingered over
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Back to square one, but. I remember that's a good thing. When I forget to miss you. I remember that's a good thing. I was already half way home. When I knew that you were gone. Back to square one
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You don't need your name in bright lights, you're a rock star. And some thin foil with a glass pipe is your guitar, now, yes it is. Little Angela suffers delusions from these high times. She's
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That certain night, the night we met. There was magic abroad in the air. There were angels dining at the Ritz. And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square I may be right, I may be wrong. But Im
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That certain night, the night we met. There was magic abroad in the air. There were angels dining at the Ritz. And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square. . I may be right, I may be wrong. But
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That certain night, the night we met. There was magic abroad in the air. There were angels dining at the Ritz. And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square. . I may be right, I may be wrong. But
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couldn't fake it. What wasn't there, we had to make it. Hangin' out down in the city The hard times are dead and gone. But the hard times have made me strong. And the hard times have made me see. That
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living in? High times, dig the new domain. Living through high times, just don't crash my spiritual plane Little snow white, she was hungry. Told to go out and graft for it. At the end of the rainbow
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darkest desire. When life sings for you through the devil's choir. Fear (Hey!) wont (Hey!). Steal what burns in you (Hey!) I'll carry on. And wait for the fire. My desire, devil's choir. My desire
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When I ran to the store with a penny. And when youth was abundant and plenty. Classify these as good times. Good times When I rolled rubber tires in the driveway. Pulled a purse on a string
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five year olds. I can't bear to hear those church bells ring again. So driver, can't you drive me a little more slowly?. I've gotta go Can't you find me some George Jones on your radio?. I've gotta
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, you could wound me critically These are dangerous times and if I take some chances. Put my heart on the line what would you do to me. If I give myself up to these circumstances. In these dangerous