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. Well her daughter came home one afternoon and didn't even stop to play. She said Mom I got a note here from the Harper Valley P. T. A. The note said Mrs. Johnson, you're wearing your dresses way too
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Blow me away. Was that love you declared. Only a word. Love can mean anything I understand the world, we're living in Oceans apart. What's that view from your wave. Beautiful craft. Weather and
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Song Try - P!nk. Ever wonder about what he's doing. How it all turned to lies. Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why. Where there is desire. There is gonna be a flame. Where there is a
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Seven trumpets. The sound of thunder!. Seven trumpets. The threatening anger!. Seven trumpets. The trembling voice!. Seven trumpets. You got no choice!. Seven trumpets. The seven angels
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(Music and lyrics Jill Johnson/Lisa Carver/Pam Rose). I trust the broken hearted. I trust the lost and fallen souls. Cause they know,. That kind of tears I've tasted. . The nights and days I've
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in a week you're gettin' married, I got Seven whole days and seven whole nights. It's not much time to make you mine. Knowin' that girl should be here with me. I can't deny, my love I can't hide
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whole lot more . (On a Wednesday) . I wash your dirty clothes . To have a little lovin' 'fore the weekend goes . . (Chorus) . And I'll be (I'll be), your seven-day foolAnd I'll be (I'll be), . your seven
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whole lot more . (On a Wednesday) . I wash your dirty clothes . To have a little lovin' 'fore the weekend goes . . (Chorus) . And I'll be (I'll be), your seven-day foolAnd I'll be (I'll be), . your seven
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Funny, it's time. Things ain't going right, oh harmony. Don't know how you get by. Feels like frozen time. You wake up the moment into your surprise. You got hope and you're alright. . You're
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J-J-J-J-James Hype. Good luck, good luck finding someone like me. Stop, you're not listening. You haven't heard a single word. I know you've been missing me. But when you left, you left me hurt. Shut
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(Candace) There are squirrels in my pants! . (Street Performer 1) Tell me whats makin' you jump like that! . (Background) S-I-M-P, Squirrels in my pants! . (Street Performer) Ain't got no chickens
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P. Y. T. (Pretty Young Thing). Written and Composed by James Ingram and Quincy Jones. Where did you come from lady. And ooh won't you take me there. Right away won't you baby. Tendoroni you've got
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P. Y. T. (Pretty Young Thing). Written and Composed by James Ingram and Quincy Jones. Where did you come from lady. And ooh won't you take me there. Right away won't you baby. Tendoroni you've got
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P. Y. T. (Pretty Young Thing). Written and Composed by James Ingram and Quincy Jones. Where did you come from lady. And ooh won't you take me there. Right away won't you baby. Tendoroni you've got
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do a whole lot more. (On a Wednesday). I wash your dirty clothes. To have a little lovin' 'fore the weekend goes. . And I'll be, your seven day fool. (I'll be). And I'll be, your seven day fool
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