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of sin yeah, we just can't deny it. City of sin yeah, we just cannot fight it. City of sin, raise a glass and lets toast to it. We're singing, welcome to the city of sin Sin, sin, sin. City of sin
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. My last bottle of chablis. I'll survive the winter of paris Cars a la plage de saint tropez. A summer day I meet you there. I take your hand I say mon chere. And we're in love. Cars a la plage de
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In the city of sin. You wanna play, you wanna go hard In the city of sin. You wanna stay, you wanna find out what it's about today In the city of sin. There'll be a lot of games, there'll be fast
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say. "I will wash away your fears and stay with you for years" I lay beneath the wings of an angel. I'm standing in the shadow of a saint. All roads are long and no one can deny them. Everything
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child now stalks the earth. Born from my demon seed Hot winds of Hell. Burn in my wake. Death is what you pray. Behold, captor of sin Infernal slaves of manipulation. Captive of my vice. Abandon God
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child now stalks the earth. Born from my demon seed Hot winds of Hell. Burn in my wake. Death is what you pray. Behold, captor of sin Infernal slaves of manipulation. Captive of my vice. Abandon God
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You're the one. We jump for joy whenever. Oh so jolly. Ol' Saint Nicholas passes by. Spreadin' spirit with a twinklin' eye Ol' Saint Nicholas. Over head. You hang a twig of merry misteltoe and
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gonna stare you down. You cook much better on a lower flame. You burn much better when the sun goes down And heaven can wait. But you ought to be a saint. I've got your very best intentions. Helping
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how to be So. pure of thought and word and deed But. he didn't quite succeed For. . everything I long to do No. matter when or where or who Has. one thing in common too It's. a sin such, a sin
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how to be So. pure of thought and word and deed But. he didn't quite succeed For. . everything I long to do No. matter when or where or who Has. one thing in common too It's. a sin such, a sin
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Bài hát Saint Of My Life - Superman Is Dead. Good night good night my little angel. Good night good night my little ones. Spread your wings and fly. Away to your dreams. When you’re sleep I’m on your
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tisweetest Sin. arJessica Simpson. al. offset500. Yeahh. Can you imagine us, making love?. The way it would feel the first time that we touched. Can you think of it, the way I dream of it?. I want
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want to think about that now. I need to repeat. A sin for a sin. Fire and brimstone, dirt and a headstone. Bury 'em baby, all of our sins. Hear the thunder six feet under. Hit your knees, won't do it
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of shame. I've always been the one to blame For everything I long to do. No matter where or when or who. There's one thing in common, too. It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin, it's a sin Everything
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of shame. I've always been the one to blame For everything I long to do. No matter where or when or who. There's one thing in common, too. It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a sin, it's a sin Everything
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was the ultimate sin I warned you then and I'm warning you now. If you mess with me you're playing with fire. Winds of change that are fanning the flames. Will carry you to your funeral pyre It's
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Bài hát Saint Or A Sinner - Hunter Hayes. There's two kinds of prayers on your knees. The ones that you need and the ones that you mean. Whatever I think or believe. Either way, you are the answer
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Bài hát Saint Or A Sinner (Acoustic) - Hunter Hayes. There's two kinds of prayers on your knees. The ones that you need and the ones that you mean. Whatever I think or believe. Either way, you are
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The rumors and the stories of my past I can't deny. I'm no Saint Ignatius but again I'm no barfly. The wrong thing is the right thing until you lose control. I've got this bank of bad habits in a
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you . But her hips sway a natural kind of faith . That could give your lost heart . A warm chapel . You'll sleep in her bell tower . And you will simply wake . Abnormally attracted to sin
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but they never die. Lions for sheep, an eye for an eye. The Bootleg Saint, well, he walks the line. Between an everyman hero and a waste of time
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ammunition. Need a little bit more. Of what I've been missin'. I don't know where I'll be crashin'. But I'm arrivin' on a sin wagon When it's my turn to march up to old glory. I'm gonna have one hell of a
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ammunition. Need a little bit more. Of what I've been missin'. I don't know where I'll be crashin'. But I'm arrivin' on a sin wagon When it's my turn to march up to old glory. I'm gonna have one hell of a
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ammunition. Need a little bit more. Of what I've been missin'. I don't know where I'll be crashin'. But I'm arrivin' on a sin wagon When it's my turn to march up to old glory. I'm gonna have one hell of a
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Bài hát Saint Or A Sinner (Live - Wheels Up 2015 Tour) - Hunter Hayes. There's two kinds of prayers on your knees. The ones that you need and the ones that you mean. Whatever I think or believe
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One two three four. (Ooh oh) (Ooo ooh, Merry Christmas Saint Nick). Well way up north where the air gets cold. There's a tale about Christmas. That you've all been told. And a real famous cat
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Be sure it's true. When you say I love you. It's a sin to tell a lie. . Millions of hearts. Have been broken. Just because one. Word was spoken. . I love you, yes, I do. I love you. If you
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for the first time in my life I hear a saint down the hall. He sings to us all. And it rings out loud I feel like I'm living. I feel like a baby. And I feel evrything for the first time in my life
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So you don't realize exactly what you do. And though you never compromise it's all been up to you. The lie you've been leading has you up to here in sin. You never like to think about it, now you
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Where've you gone. Is something wrong. You're not the friend I knew A web of lies. And compromise. You play me for a fool Watch your game. The rules have changed. Our wires are crossed Broken
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Butterflies in the sky, saying hi. Take our time cause you never know. Summer breeze, on my knees, touching me. In the grass of the greenest grove. But your face has a tortuous gaze. Feel the
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Snippet. I feel the blood rushin' throughout ya body. You see the scars painted over my skin. I'm always numb to the topic of loving. I fell in love with the subject of sin
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Snippet. I feel the blood rushin' throughout ya body. You see the scars painted over my skin. I'm always numb to the topic of loving. I fell in love with the subject of sin
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It's a sin, my darling, how I love you. Because I know our love could never be. It's a sin to keep this memory of you. When silence proves that you've forgotten me The dreams I built for us has
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Supper time in the hole. Supper time in the hole. I shame my family, shame my home. Supper time Old Saint John on death row. He's just waiting for a pardon. Old Saint John on death row. He's