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anymore. I don't think she understands. What she's doing with my head. Same old sweater in my bed. 'Til I met her. I will probably be dead. And do anything she says. Take me with her to the edge. And I'll
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Bài hát Love Child (Glee Cast Version) - Glee Cast. You think that I don't feel love. But what I feel for you is real love. In other's eyes I see reflected. A hurt, scorned, rejected. Love child
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All the old paintings on the tomb. They do the sand dance, don'cha know?. If they move too quick (Oh-Way-Oh). They're falling down like a domino. . And the bazaar man by the Nile. He got the
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word I said back then. Why'd you let me win?. . I remember when we spoke of flying North to Paris, France,. Just to feed the birds. And do you still have that old napkin you took home from the cafe
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All the old paintings on the tomb. They do the sand dance, don'cha know?. If they move too quick (Oh-Way-Oh). They're falling down like a domino. . And the bazaar man by the Nile. He got the
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. You hear the voice in a new way. In the past you didn't know how. You're old enough to know the difference. Between and enemy and a friend. With the eyes of knowledge upon you. You're able to stand
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that's dying here . Four flowers is my aging faces, not a sign within . I payed for three a sweet old lady gave me four instead . There's some doubt that's out about this love but I wont let it be, . There
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. This is the last time that I said I need you but I always will. . There's an old song that when it comes on the radio. I've gotta pull over because it makes me feel like I'm home, I'm home, home
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You said I'm always saying sorry for the same old things. I'm sorry for the drugs and how much I drink. You said I say it so much it doesn't mean anything. I'm sorry my love but I had to leave
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Don't wanna hang around anyone today. I'm sick of playing the same old games. Cause I know I can't win them anyway. And I will dream a different lie. Stuck in between her thighs and wonder just
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, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe. Now she's opened up an old maid's home,. She's proud, but she needs to roam,. She's gonna write herself a roadside poem,. About Santa-Fe. . Santa-Fe,. Dear, dear
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. Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more. . I'm so hard pressed, my mind tied up in knots. I keep recycling the same old thoughts. Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me me any more
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old white men. Who compare the world to football and are programmed to defend. I'd like to try a princess or a non-terrestrial. Who is neither boast nor bashful is there really such a girl. . Only
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I'm goin' to Chicago; that's the last place my baby strayed. (Hitch hike) Hitch hike (Hitch hike baby). I'm packin' up my bags, gonna leave this old town right away. (Hitch hike) Hitch hike (Hitch
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There's a movie playing in my head. Bombs falling and children crying. The sunrise the sky turns red. Load your guns tonight. . There's a song playing down the hall. All alone thers an old man
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be a young man. And to live the way you please. Yes, a young man is the king. Of every kingdom that he sees. There's an old and feeble man not far behind. Oh, but it surely will catch up to him
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It's the same old song and dance,. You're askin' me for a second chance. I don't care, baby, what you say,. All I wanna do is gotta get away. . Been too many times callin' out your name,. You
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You Instantly awakened my imagination. Old fashioned infatuation. I can be anything that you want me to be. And you can have me in every position that you dreamed. I know you've got a wild streak
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come along. And turn it on. Didn't want to do it. Go for one more time around. One more time like the old times. I still feel so much inside me. Maybe I'll make it better next time. It all depends
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-wurl. I may not be strung out in pearls. But I ain't no carnival girl. I ain't no carnival girl. . She said that she would meet me in the parking lot. But right now she had to tug on that old
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. Hand around with her friends and old Joe Kennedy. After dinner I might give her a squeeze. Then we'll just see how blue her blood really is. And in the morning she can introduce me to her kids
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door. . These old love letters, well, I just can't keep. 'Cause like the gambler says, read 'em and weep. . And the dawn don't rescue me no more. . Without your love I'm nothing at all. But like
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When I was just a kid, little children. My old man used to sing a litle song. But now I've grown to be a man. But it still lingers deep within my soul. Oh yes it lingers deep within my soul
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now. Nine-year-old puts his money down. 45. Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat. Every breath that I held for you. 45. There's a stack of shellac and vinyl. Which is yours now and which
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Someone found a letter you wrote me, on the radio. And they told the world just how you felt. It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat. They never said your name. But I knew
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of view?. Do you long to ride on that old ship of Zion?. What means more to you, a lap dog or a dead lion?. Tell me. Tell me. . Tell me, is my name in your book?. Tell me, should I come back and
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the records at the record shop. And no one's gonna ever stop remembering. Hearing Ella sing. . Oh, this old black day is for my Ella. Let it flow, let her know. Man, we can still hear Ella all
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be a young man. And to live the way you please. Yes, a young man is the king. Of every kingdom that he sees. There's an old and feeble man not far behind. Oh, but it surely will catch up to him
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take myself back home. And I borrowed a dime and. I called her on the pay telephone. I was whispering real heavy into the phone. When her old man picked it up. Said "Leave my Kids alone". Oh ho yea
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' it all inside and it's killin' me. . We used to meet at an old cafe in Chi-Town. At first you could hear the wind stop,. Then my heart would pound. I remember everything you used to do, girl. Now
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skies of blue, turn over old skies of grey. I write between the lines. I deal with fantasy. I am the pressman. Acknowledge me!. Mother always told me never stray too far from home. The little lady
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tank gone second thoughts are on my mind. What's this trip gonna cost me this time. The devil I know is starting to look awfully kind. But the new road is an old friend. Fill it up again. refrain
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rusty strings. To surrender all. And I don't like to be so weak. Retreating behind these lines. The same old tongue-in-cheek. Regretting that both are mine. And I don't like to live this way. This
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When I was a boy,. I thought it just came to you. But I never could tell what's mine. So it didn't matter anyway. . My only pride and joy. Was this racket down here. Banging on an old guitar
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. I'm diggin' real hard for some money to spend. Well it ain't that bad if the summer's free. I got my evenings. To cruise the scene oh yeah. . I got a pretty old lady. Who rolls back in the morning
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. Won't come runnin' when your rooster crows. Don't eat the same old corn until their minds have gone. They don't fear the squawk of the little silly chicken hawk. Uh, uh huh, help us clean our own