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Song Have You Met Miss Jones - Tony Bennett. Have you met Miss Jones. Someone said as we shook hands. She was just Miss Jones to me. Then I said, Miss Jones. "You're a girl who understands. I'm a man
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Song Have You Met Miss Jones - Tony Bennett. Have you met Miss Jones. Someone said as we shook hands. She was just Miss Jones to me. Then I said, Miss Jones. "You're a girl who understands. I'm a man
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(he goes home). And I know Chorus He belongs there. Where is it I belong? (We met one summer's day). He belongs there. Where is it I belong?. (We smiled and said our names). He belongs there
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(he goes home). And I know Chorus He belongs there. Where is it I belong? (We met one summer's day). He belongs there. Where is it I belong?. (We smiled and said our names). He belongs there
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có biết bao nhiêu người. Sâu tận nơi con tim anh đã quá mỏi mệt rồi. Chuyện tình yêu ta nên dừng lại đây thôi. Đk. Người đời nói đúng, không nên yêu thương ai quá nhiều. Vì chẳng phải cho đi bao nhiêu
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There's a place near to me, where I'm longing to be. With my friends at the old country church. There with mother we went and our Sundays we spent. With our friends at the old country church
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Song Hondenfluisteraar - Lucky Fonz III. Ken je die hondenfluisteraar. Dat is een man van de TV. Die zegt de hond is veilig. Want die hond is niet alleen. Die hond die heeft een groepje. En daar
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blazing nighttime. She said she would never forget. But now morning is clear, it's like I ain't here. She acts like we never met. . It's all new to me like some mystery. It could even be like a myth
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I can stand beside. Ideals I think are right. And I can stand beside. The idea to stand and fight I do believe. Theres a dream for everyone. This is our country There's room enough here. For
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in now. Ill introduce you, okay. Heads up now you kids you. All of you, calm down thats good. Okay everyone in your own seat, thats good Okay now. Little Stevie Vai is going to play. A
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country star. And take it all way to far. Drinkin' free in every bar. Just like Bocephus I think it'd be a cryin' shame. Not to have my own airplane. I wanna go up in flames, me and my guitar. Man, I
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. Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!. Steve Biko New York City represent, represent. A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent. The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent. A Tribe Called Quest
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promise you kid that I give so much more than I get. I just haven't met you yet. I might have to wait, I’ll never give up. I guess it's half timin and the other half's luck. Wherever you are, whenever it's
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just can't find that solid country gold But now I was born in Nashville but I left there long ago. 'Cause they built music city by sacrificing soul. L. A. ain't much different, accept they got them
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worry about your revenge, no no. 'Cause that's when evil. Oh, evil slips on in. . Hey, when I first met you baby. You were nothing but a child. When I first met you baby. I used to let you run wild
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Song Cold Beer Country - Toby Keith. So dang hot you want to sit around naked. Ain’t rained one drop, ain’t gonna I reckon. Lying old weatherman told me the truth. About today, tomorrow and the next
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Bài hát En Mi, No En Ti - Vazquez Sounds. Sólo pido tiempo . para respirar, para . pensar, un momento . a solas para asimilar por que . te vas. . Date cuenta que no verte me . hace daño, no soy
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There's a road, in Oklahoma. Straighter than a preacher. Longer than a memory. And it goes, forever onward. Been a good teacher. For a lot of country boys like me. . I push that load from here
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collar's blue. I sip a little coffee, and I drink a little booze 'Cause I'm an all American country boy. I'm my daddy's spittin' image and my mama's pride and joy. There ain't nothing down home that I
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collar's blue. I sip a little coffee, and I drink a little booze 'Cause I'm an all American country boy. I'm my daddy's spittin' image and my mama's pride and joy. There ain't nothing down home that I
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Heave lads, an audience awaits. Heave lads, the final scene is set. Heave lads, curtains clear the debt. Waiting in empty halls. Smiling between the walls This is my finest hour. Now is your
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anybody's face,. And that's a desperate way to look for someone who is still a child. . Chorus. And in a big country, dreams stay with you,. Like a lover's voice, fires the mountainside. Stay
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anybody's face,. And that's a desperate way to look for someone who is still a child. . Chorus. And in a big country, dreams stay with you,. Like a lover's voice, fires the mountainside. Stay
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anybody's face,. And that's a desperate way to look for someone who is still a child. . Chorus. And in a big country, dreams stay with you,. Like a lover's voice, fires the mountainside. Stay
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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This time we run. This time we hide. . This time we draw on all the fire we have inside. We need some time to find a place. Where I can wipe away the madness from your face. . Our name is out
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-la-la-la-la. All night long. All night Chorus. I wanna get high. On some low country. Where the sun meets the water. And the nights get hotter. Sounds right on the money. Let's let that tide
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country, back to her roots. She's gone country, a new kind of suit. She's gone country, here she comes Well the folk scene is dead. But he's holding out in the village. He's been writing songs speaking
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country, back to her roots. She's gone country, a new kind of suit. She's gone country, here she comes Well the folk scene is dead. But he's holding out in the village. He's been writing songs speaking
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country, back to her roots. She's gone country, a new kind of suit. She's gone country, here she comes Well the folk scene is dead. But he's holding out in the village. He's been writing songs speaking
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country, back to her roots. She's gone country, a new kind of suit. She's gone country, here she comes Well the folk scene is dead. But he's holding out in the village. He's been writing songs speaking