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. And I'm gone, stone gone. . Working girls just trying to get ahead. Somebody's bound to end up dead. And honey you better stop coming down on me. On me, stop, jump street. . Sally comes creeping
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. And I'm gone, stone gone. . Working girls just trying to get ahead. Somebody's bound to end up dead. And honey you better stop coming down on me. On me, stop, jump street. . Sally comes creeping
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Bài hát Jump - Tomsize, Simeon. Evrybody f*cking jump! x7. Bring the action!. Evrybody. x17. Evrybody f*cking jump!. Evrybody jump!. Bring the action!. Evrybody f*cking jump! x7. Bring the action
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at the street lights. Look at the street lights, what a pretty sight. . You say that you love me. You say that you don't. You try to get me to jump through that hoop. But I won't. . I'd like to
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. That's where the line and the dark folks meet. A heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street I said, Basin Street, Basin Street. Where the elite always meet. Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams
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and they go, that they do. Feelings they come and they go, not with you. Late nights and the street lights. And the people, look at me girl. And the whole world could stop. Anywhere with you feels right
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laugh, we used to cry. Live and die by the forty-five. Take me back, I'll go there. Who could stop us, and who would care?. Always keep, to the kids in the street. We were dreams, we were American
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uglier on that other stuff I'm saying no, weighing only about 175. I sound like a heavier guy but we high, so high-five. Behinds the nice thighs and the sun beamin'. Flicking on the old blue beamers
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, jump. . The girls nowadays they all boss me around. You know I get less than their dogs. Pointless, and meaningless my friend. You know we're all lost,. In the fog. We might as well jump, jump
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street