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Ooooohhh. . Where do we go who knows. But each day gets better. I just can let her go. (oooh, oh no). Each kiss gets sweeter. I just can leave her noo. . I'll write a song. I thought about
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. Branded Oscar Wilde a sinner And looking back on the cold bleak winter. Looking back on those long dark days. Felt like the head of John the Baptist. In the arms of Salome Don't turn around it's a white
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wallow in the dirt. People want to work. I bet that. This is as good as it gets, yes. How can you ask for more?
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wallow in the dirt. People want to work. I bet that. This is as good as it gets, yes. How can you ask for more?
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Written by Dennis DeYoung. Lead vocals by Dennis DeYoung I remember Christopher. such a man. so brave and tall he took the baby Jesus. in his arms. across the waterfall people cried, "he's holy
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wallow in the dirt. People want to work. I bet that. This is as good as it gets, yes. How can you ask for more?
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, you better your britches on. Sleepy-eyed John, better tie your shoe. Sleepy-eyed John, you better get your britches on. And try to get to heaven 'fore the Devil gets to you. . Well, Sleepy-eyed
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Do what John?Do what John?Come again do what?Do what John?Do what John?Do what?Do what?Do what?Do where John?Do where John?With what, with whom and when?Triffic, really triffic!Pardon?Come again?
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golden egg with everyone around. It's hard to stay inside my head when words keep pouring out. Like starlight crashing through the room, we'll lose our feathers. Yes, I know it hurts at first but it gets
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Hang on St. Christopher through the smoke and the oil. Buckle down the rumble seat and let the radiator boil. Got an overhead downshift and a two-dollar grill. Got an eighty-five cabin on an
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Love gets you twisted. Love gets you twisted all the way. The hearts are enlisted. The hearts are enlisted to break each day I try to straighten out. But I'm too wrapped up to see. I don't know
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Love gets you twisted. Love gets you twisted all the way. The hearts are enlisted. The hearts are enlisted to break each day I try to straighten out. But I'm too wrapped up to see. I don't know
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This paper peeling off the walls. I see the paint from yesteryear. We try to cover up the past. But tiny secrets still appear. So please don't say it gets better,. it gets better, it gets better
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This paper peeling off the walls. I see the paint from yesteryear. We try to cover up the past. But tiny secrets still appear. So please don't say it gets better,. it gets better, it gets better
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Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba, fooba wooba. Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba John Saw a flea kick a tree. In the middle of the sea. Well, John, ho, John. Fooba wooba John Saw a rat
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Song Tambourine - Elton John. It feels like I'm flying. When I see your face. I'm charged with a power. Of amazing grace. I flip the switch signal. On the permanent dream. Like the palm of my hand
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Galang dada. Galang gwwaan yaw sah. Yu nevvah ad noh life fi live. Jus di wan life fi give Yu did yu time pan ert. Yu nevvah get yu jus dizert. Galang goh smile inna di sun. Galang goh satta
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Whatever gets you through the night. It's all right, it's all right. It's your money or your life. It's all right, it's all right. Don't need a sword to *** through' flowers. Oh no, oh no. Whatever
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0010. 670You know your smile woman. 0013. 620You treat me so darn darn fine. 0016. 190You give me such an appetite. 0018. 730And I need your loving every night. 0026. 320Your love gets sweeter every
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She said, "Dear John, I'm moving on. By this time I'm gonna be long gone. Dear John, c'est la vie, dear John. So long, you've seen the last of me" I don't want her back, I won't even try. This time
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SEND MARTYN JOHN RINGTONES TO YOUR CELLPHONE I don't want to know 'bout evil, I only want to know about love. I don't want to know 'bout evil, I only want to know about love Sometimes it gets so
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No one gets left behind, another fallen soul. No one gets left behind, another broken home. No one gets left behind, we stand and fight together. No one gets left behind but we all die alone
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Malcolm Jamal Warner. Let me show you, the rhyme. Excuse me - but, Lady Liberty needs glasses. And so does Mrs. Justice by her side. Both the broads are blind as bats, stumblin through - the
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Bài hát Everyone Gets Hurt Sometimes - Lambie. Lambie Everyone gets hurt sometimes. It's okay to tell, you don't have to hide. Person, or Dragon. Tiny or Tall. Sometimes we tumble, and sometimes we