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Out From The Piano. And Bust This Crazy ***". Woke Up Quick, At About Noon. Jus' Thought That I Had To Be In Compton Soon. I Gotta Get Drunk Before The Day Begins. Before My Mother Starts Bitchin About
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. And the both of them are saving up their money. Then they come home from work. Sittin' by the fire. Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,. The march of the wooden soldiers. And you
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. And the both of them are saving up their money. Then they come home from work. Sittin' by the fire. Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,. The march of the wooden soldiers. And you
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. And the both of them are saving up their money. Then they come home from work. Sittin' by the fire. Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,. The march of the wooden soldiers. And you
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. Listen when I tell you boy, you gots to chill *echoes* * DJ K La Boss cuts "Jungle boogie!" * I be the personal computer information on rap. Like the B-I-Z Markie says, I'll make your toes tap. I format
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Ahoy, scurvies!. Incomprehensible It was on the good ship Venus. By Christ, ya shoulda seen us. The figurehead was a * in bed. And the mast, a mammoth penis The Captain of this lugger. He
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Bài hát Piano Man - Billy Joel. It's nine o'clock on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in. There's an old man sitting next to me. Making love to his tonic and gin. He says, "Son can you play me
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Bài hát Piano Man - Billy Joel. It's nine o'clock on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in. There's an old man sitting next to me. Making love to his tonic and gin. He says, "Son can you play me
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give this a try? Play me a song about heartache. I promise I can sing every word. (Mr. Piano Man). Play me a song about love lost. That's another one everyone's heard. Strike up the band We can
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hall a few hearts are heavy and teardrops fall. But in the crowd one head is bowed for the troubadour. And oh her heart aches most of all. Troubadour troubadour her heart aches most of all
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hall a few hearts are heavy and teardrops fall. But in the crowd one head is bowed for the troubadour. And oh her heart aches most of all. Troubadour troubadour her heart aches most of all
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Out of reach,. In the sky. Most of you, will never fly. Afraid to fail, afraid to try. But not me, I'd rather die The trick the Devil did,. The trick the Devil did,. The trick the Devil did
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