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Song Rock Show - Iggy Pop, Peaches. Rock show. You came to see a rock show. A big gigantic cock show. You came to see it all. Rock show. You came to hear it. You came to sear it. You came to do it
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Outside the window, the neon flashes. In the morning light. Down on the sidewalk, there's a woman with a problem. But she don't know how to fight She's destitute and broken down. She softly
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Song Enola/Alone - Manic Street Preachers. The Statue of Liberty looks so solemn on the TV. 100 percent risk of stepping outside. Every second too precious to try My heart aches for Enola, from my
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Sign on the window says, "Lonely". Sign on the door said, "No company allowed". Sign on the street says, "You don't own me". Sign on a porch says, "Three's a crowd". Sign on a porch says that
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Pop/williamson Don't look oown. They're making sorta crazy sounds. Don't look down no. Don't know who else came to kneel. On this empty battlefield. But when I hear that crazy s0und I don't look
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Song Whatever - Iggy Pop, The Trolls. I'm sittin' like a stone . On a solitary evening . Without my girl . Life has no meaning . She didn't say why . And she didn't say what for . she just said "I've
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Song Made up my mind (909 Pop Mix) - Safire. I still remember when I was young . Someone always had me under their thumb . But now I'm breaking free, a feeling inside of me . Its my decision I'm
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I made love to a superbabe . I kinda wondered how I did . Song Superbabe - Iggy Pop, The Trolls. It may be pointless to describe her . But she has the power of gravity . She used a voodoo force on me
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. Song It'S All *** - Iggy Pop. If it walks like ***. Talks like ***. It must be ***. If it feels like ***. Tastes like ***. It must be ***. If it looks like ***. Sounds like ***. It must be ***. If
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Song Lonely Street - Patsy Cline. I'm looking for that lonely street. I've got a sad, sad tale to tell. I need a place to go and weep. Where's this place called Lonely Street?. A place where
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Would you let me Walk down your street. Naked if I want to. Oh, can I, pop by your works. On the 4th of July. Oh, can I buy an amplifier, oh, on time. Well, I ain't got no money now, But I will
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Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on. Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on. . Sloopy lives in a very bad part of town. And everybody, yeah, tries to put my Sloopy down. Sloopy I don't care what your daddy
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,. And go racin' in the street. Tonight, tonight the strip's just right. I wanna blow 'em all out of their seats. Calling out around the world, we're going racin' in the street. I met her on the strip
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calling out around the world. We're going racing in the street. . I met her on the strip three years ago. In a Camaro with this dude from L. A. I blew that Camaro off my back. And drove that little
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. The drought and dry root out The mighty poet I roy was on the wire. Weston did a skank and each man laugh and feeling irie. Dread I street 66, the sad man said, any policeman come here. Will get some
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Song Football - Iggy Pop. I'm a football baby,. Rollin' round the field. I've been passed and fumbled,. Till I don't know what I feel. Everybody's the same,. They're all footballs too. Setting up the
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Song Howl - Iggy Pop. *** it, I feel like howling. Got nowhere to turn. They'll kill you for your spirit. This is what you learn. The music of tomorrow. Is what you feel today. The owners of the
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on Easy Street. But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easily, and you know hearts these days are cheap". And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a cheater". And the pimps swung
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tiThe 59th street bridge song. arPaul Simon. The 59th Street Bridge Song》 -- Simon and Garfunkel. Slow down, you move too fast. You got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobble stones
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This is the jamming on the dance floor. Another jamming on the dance floor. This is the jamming on the dance floor. Another jamming on the dance floor This is the jamming on the dance floor
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Doorways / corners / and the street lights dance in your eyes / behind the cinema / in the. Rain / in the subway / where the walls crumble and cover you in fine dust / 'cos we. Haven't got a home
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Bài hát On My Knees - Charlie Rich. On my knees, I ask you please. Honey, let me love you. Let me kiss you like I used to. When we meet on the street. I want to love you. I want to kiss you like I
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Uh, what, what, uh Chorus. Street dreams are made of these. Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's. A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key. Everybody's looking for something. Street dreams are made
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won't read your poetry, oh, sweetness please So she took me back to her basement flat. Which was down on Charlotte Street. Though it was never my intention. We were not intense, not least because Well
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won't read your poetry, oh, sweetness please So she took me back to her basement flat. Which was down on Charlotte Street. Though it was never my intention. We were not intense, not least because Well
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read your poetry, oh sweetness please. So she took me back to her basement flat. Which was down on charlotte street. Though it was never my intention. We were not intense, not least because. Well if
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be like this. He's had to score the hard way. Working on twenty hour shifts. . This is the toughest street in town. This is the toughest. It's tough stuff. This is the toughest street around
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be like this. He's had to score the hard way. Working on twenty hour shifts. . This is the toughest street in town. This is the toughest. It's tough stuff. This is the toughest street around
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out of the courage. . She said, please,. There's a crazy man standing outside my door. I live on the corner of a dead end street. At the end of the world. . Oh, and the rocks out in the heart
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Life can be so sweet. On the sunny side of the street. . Can't you hear the pitter-pat. And that happy tune is your step
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Life can be so sweet. On the sunny side of the street. . Can't you hear the pitter-pat. And that happy tune is your step
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Sweet dreams my little amigo. Barefoot and homeless in Rio De Janiero. Sleepin' on the step of a church. Whose doors are locked. Livin' in a cardboard box. Inside at the shrine. The Priest sips
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, just not much of a talker. Don't impress the people that you meet. You might as well be a lonely walker in a lonely town, on a lonely street
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Only a tramp was Lazarus sad fate. He who lay down at the rich man's gate. He begged for the crumbs from the rich man to eat. He was only a tramp found dead on the street. He was some mother's
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down a dead end street. Ninety miles an hour down a dead end street. . You're not free to belong to me. And you know I could never be your own. Your lips on mine are like a sweet, sweet wine. But
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. Hipster music on cassette. But you probably don't know that yet. 8-0-8's (Hey! Ho!). Hell yeah Heartfelt pop anthems. From Mumford and his sons. Gang vocals here we come. Thinkin' "I will always wait