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Going home. Going home. Oh the dark night is over now. I'm going home To the land I love. To the land I love. And the one girl who waits for me. I'm going home I will cross the sea. I will
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. When I asked you how you did it. You just say. It was nothing at all. . Now I walk home every evening. And my feet are quick to move. Cause I know my destination. Is a warm and waiting you
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mây mưa. Tắt đèn là cách để em. Thấy được sự dây dưa. Gọi anh là một tay tài phiệt. Anh luôn là người đúng đắn. Anh không phải là một cây hài Việt. Anh không ngại đi tìm chiến thắng. Wean le went solo
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Bài hát Way Back Home (SHAUN Cover) - Boramiyu. Meom chun sigan seok. Jamdeun neoreul chajaga. Amuri magado gyeolguk neoui gyeotin geol. Gilgo gin yeohaengeul kkeutnae. Ijen doraga neoraneun jibeuro
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, over my telephone. Well, keep on calling, tell them I'm not at home. (Hums). Well, don't not worry, Daddy's gone to bed
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Oh, she's sweet but a psycho. A little bit psycho. At night she's screamin'. "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind". Oh, she's hot but a psycho. So left but she's right though. At night she's screamin'. "I'm-ma
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. Drifting falling floating weightless. Calling calling home. . Second stage is cut. Weґre now in orbit. Stabilizers up runnning perfect. Starting to collect requested data. "What will it affect when
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. Drifting falling floating weightless. Calling calling home. . Second stage is cut. Weґre now in orbit. Stabilizers up runnning perfect. Starting to collect requested data. "What will it affect when
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. Drifting falling floating weightless. Calling calling home. . Second stage is cut. Weґre now in orbit. Stabilizers up runnning perfect. Starting to collect requested data. "What will it affect when
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Written by Lucinda Williams. . Gurf Morlix 12 string guitar. John Ciambotti bass guitar. Donald Lindley drums. Johnny Lee Schell guitar. Steve Earle acoustic guitar. Roy Bittan organ. Jim
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down. On my guitar. . Honey, dream, dream me home. Dream me safely to your door. Won't you dream, dream me home. And I swear that I won't. Leave you no more. . Well, no one wants to help out
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who has contacts at sardis. . Duet. Hey mister (mrs. ) paperman I think it's time to go home. . Chorus. Time to go home norman. Time to go home norman. Hey mistuh papuh-mon. Time to go home
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Now sometimes at the end of the day. Before I head home I make a stop along the way. Have a couple of drinks and wait for the five O'clock rush to go by And almost always there's a lady. Oh, and
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you came here alone. You're too drunk to drive home (Oh, yeah). Pre-Chorus. I'm too busy, don't have time for. Things you say that aren't important. Where's the bathroom at?. Leave me alone. Chorus. I
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Song Home Sweet Home - Peter Baumann. I –- I want to be. I –- I want to be. A stereotype and a modern man. No desire and no demand. No decision and no command. No intentions just keep off my
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tiGoing Home. ar. al. - Going Home (OT-). Not very often have we met. But the musics been too bad. Can only sense happiness. if the music is sad. So, Im going home. I must hurry home. Where a life
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tiGoing Home. ar. al. - Going Home (OT-). Not very often have we met. But the musics been too bad. Can only sense happiness. if the music is sad. So, Im going home. I must hurry home. Where a life
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. I know you're always on that night shift. But I can't stand these nights alone. And I don't need no explanation. 'Cause, baby, you're the boss at home. You don't gotta go to work. Work, work, work
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the red clay. My heart runs like the Mississippi, all the way back from the big city. When the sun goes down at the end of the day, nowhere else can make me feel this way. It feels like home. It feels
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Bài hát Linh Thiêng Việt Nam - Vũ Thắng Lợi. Linh Thiêng trời Việt Nam, Linh Thiêng đất Việt Nam, Linh Thiêng đất trời Việt Nam. Hỡi các anh những linh hồn không tuổi, hỡi các mẹ, các chị, các em
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- Is there anybody home?. Who will believe me, won\'t deceive me,. won\'t try to change me?. Ah, ah, ah - Is there anybody home?. Who wants to have me, just to love me?. Stuck in the middle. I look at
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. His wife was cooking chicken. With a baby in her arms. The smell of home cooked dinner. Filled the air at home that night. Screaming Officer Dibble. In the tv's flickering light. . Slumped in his
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deceive me, won't try to change me?. Ah, ah, ah - Is there anybody home?. Who wants to have me, just to love me?. Stuck in the middle. . I look at you,. You look at me,. We bite each other. And with
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Sisters, brothers, carry each other. We'll be coming home again. We'll be coming home again. We're coming home. Battlefield, original tribe, we're coming home. Echoes from the battlefield, fading
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my lane and I, I commend you now. Yes, I told you soon, so that youd know now And at times. Everything comes at the right time. And at times. Everything comes at the right time I, never understand
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, where we can glide and sway. Savoy, let me stomp away with you. . The home of sweet romance. It wins you at a glance. Gives happy feet a chance to dance. Just like a clinging vine. So soft and