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Sit there and count your fingers. What can you do, little girl you're through. Sit there, count your little fingers. Unhappy little girl blue Sit there and count the raindrops. Falling on you
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. But sometimes it's fun to be one of the guys Somethin' 'bout old blue jeans and a baseball cap. Fellas I get it and I admit it, it just don't get any better than that. Chicken wings, NASCAR and
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Where the blue of the night. Meets the gold of the day. Someone waits for me. . And the gold of her hair. Crowns the blue of her eyes. Like a halo, tenderly. . If only I could see her. Oh
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Where the blue of the night. Meets the gold of the day. Someone waits for me. . And the gold of her hair. Crowns the blue of her eyes. Like a halo, tenderly. . If only I could see her. Oh
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eyes. They tell no lies, brighter than the sky in July, my baby. Cooler than anyone I've known The color of blue reminds me of you. I've never see grey, green, black you're true. The color of blue no
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Song Crazy Legs - Gene Vincent, The Blue Caps. Well, I got a little woman called Crazy Legs. She's the queen of the teenage crowd. All the cats stuffin' nickels in the ol' jukebox. Just to watch her
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, it's my turn to talk, your turn to think. Your turn to buy, my turn to drink. Your turn to cry, my turn to sink. Down in the blue chair, down in the blue chair Now I've made up my mind, I've made my
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I thought I'd take the slide. I thought I'd be alright but when the details swam. Another door got jammed. Someone took the hand. And we were out slow dancing In the blue light, blue light. In
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I don't want you, but I'd hate to lose you. You've got me in between the devil and the deep blue sea. I forgive you, 'cause I can't forget you. You've got me in between the devil and the deep blue
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Song Out Of The Blue - Reba McEntire. Out of the blue. I needed someone to take me. Out of the blue. It seemed I'd always be alone. Till out of the blue came you. Out of the blue. Waiting for a
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he should. The kids American. . Out behind the high school. Smoking that cigarette. Deep into the blue jeans. And going to get deeper yet. . Oh, the night cougars. Somethings in the wind and
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Well, it's one for the money. Two for the show. Three to get ready. Now go, cat, go But don't you. Step on my blue suede shoes. You can do anything. But stay off of my blue suede shoes Well
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. Here comes Santa Claus. Here comes Santa Claus. Right down Santa Claus Lane. Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer, pullin on the reins. Bells are ringin', children singin', all is merry and
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killing time in the blue shadows. No other place for me to go. No other place for dying slow. So I'll be killing time in the blue shadows I've been around the world. I take credit for the things I've
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Die. Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die. Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die. I have a blue house with a blue window. Blue is the color of all that I wear. Blue are the streets and all the trees are too. I have a girlfriend and she
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you. Gonna run away into your eyes blue. I'm gonna run away with you. I'm gonna run away-into your eyes blue We're like two fingers of the same hand. Beautiful strangers of the strange land. What
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Song Walking Home From School - Gene Vincent, The Blue Caps. Step by step, street by street. Talkin' to all the friends we meet. Step by step, street by street. Talkin' to all the friends we meet
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tiBlue Light. arEmilie Simon. alEmilie Simon. Blue Light. by . I'm the moon and I can give you. Everything if you want me to. From the sky I watch over you. Don't be blind I will help you. I'm the
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is the norm, yeah, yeah So what can you do, you say. They owe me a few, yeah. Blue tip of your cue, yeah You got that look on your face. You'd like to be in the race. You cannot hide your disgrace
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then we could save the Blue Water Line. . Oh I could tell you stories of the glories of that train. Of the 49'er miners and the time old Jesse James. Stole a thousand golden nuggets in that great
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Blue eyes. Baby's got blue eyes. Like a deep blue sea. On a blue blue day Blue eyes. Baby's got blue eyes. When the morning comes. I'll be far away. And I say Blue eyes holding back the tears
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Written by Ryan Adams. from the Corrs album "The Corrs Live In Dublin". Bono Dancing where the stars go blue. Andrea Dancing where the evening fell. Bono Dancing in your wooden shoes. Andrea In a
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Eyes blue like the Atlantic and I'm going down like the titanic. Eyes blue like the Atlantic and I'm going down like the titanic. Eyes blue like the Atlantic and I'm going down like the titanic. Eyes