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Music must be a lady. The way it makes me love to me. Me, ooh, you, music, music. I'm so amazed by your choice of melodies. That you used on me, Lady Music When we make love it's like we're
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of the night, oh yeah. . Look out on the street now, the party's just beginning,. The music's playing, a celebration's starting. Under the street lights the scene is being set. A night for romance
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of the night, oh yeah. . Look out on the street now, the party's just beginning,. The music's playing, a celebration's starting. Under the street lights the scene is being set. A night for romance
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. And the both of them are saving up their money. Then they come home from work. Sittin' by the fire. Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,. The march of the wooden soldiers. And you
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. And the both of them are saving up their money. Then they come home from work. Sittin' by the fire. Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,. The march of the wooden soldiers. And you
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. And the both of them are saving up their money. Then they come home from work. Sittin' by the fire. Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,. The march of the wooden soldiers. And you
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plays. Through an amplifier on long delay. It was an old melody, I recognized the song. I had an amplifier too, so I played along. I'm makin' some noise, I'm still a working boy. Up at the top of my
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believed in god. That she'll find her way. She was feeling stronger every day. She played her songs with all her heart. She had the dream to be a star. Chorus. Oh it's the magic of music a world of emotion
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and dirty. And on the steps of RCA. I ate a stale, sweet roll. In the fountain at the hall of fame. I washed my face and read the names. In the walkway of the stars. Down on Music Row Down on
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All right, I saw the writing on the wall. All night, I saw the writing on the wall. I saw the writing on the wall Lo and behold, heard it on the radio. It was a long time comin' but it sounds so
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tears. And I, I, I, I, I, I, I. Walked the streets of love. And they are full of fears. While music pumps. From passing cars. A couple watch me from a bar. A band just played. The wedding march. And the
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The music stopped. . But we were still dancing. . Which goes to show. . That music has charm. . The lights were low. . So we kept on dancing. . I fealt the glow. . Of you in my arms
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The music stopped. . But we were still dancing. . Which goes to show. . That music has charm. . The lights were low. . So we kept on dancing. . I fealt the glow. . Of you in my arms
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The music stopped. . But we were still dancing. . Which goes to show. . That music has charm. . The lights were low. . So we kept on dancing. . I fealt the glow. . Of you in my arms
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Wasting away the better part of the day. In the bus on the docks of the UK. We walked down the street on that all Hallows Eve. But couldn't wait to get back to the US of A The torture of eight
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the night Close your eyes, start a journey through a strange new world. Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before. Close your eyes and let music set you free. Only then can you belong to me
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ways of the world has gone crazy. Two things never change, thats the music and what the rules of the game is. Now everybody knows ur name. It aint no other place to turn. But i better get a hold on
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crash of music. And a thousand guitars. And the boys are on the prowl. And they're checkin' on me. They know a bird up in the hand. Is worth two out on the streets. Checkin' on neat in the heart of
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Begin the day with a friendly voice. A companion, unobtrusive. Plays the song that's so elusive. And the magic music makes your morning mood Off on your way, hit the open road. There is magic at
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I've never been. Seein' things that I may never see again. And I can't wait to get on the road again. . On the road again. Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway. We're the best of friends
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I've never been. Seein' things that I may never see again. And I can't wait to get on the road again. . On the road again. Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway. We're the best of friends
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I've never been. Seein' things that I may never see again. And I can't wait to get on the road again. . On the road again. Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway. We're the best of friends
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just a gathering dust. And a chrome mike stand with just a little bit of rust. And a couple of amps with the volume on ten. And when the last bell ringed that's when the music began And we rocked all
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I was a kid. She died and went to the suburbs, most of them did. Raisin' puppies, having yuppies, where did all the wild ones go? Homemade music ain't on the radio. Homemade music, jam it in, close
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I was a kid. She died and went to the suburbs, most of them did. Raisin' puppies, having yuppies, where did all the wild ones go? Homemade music ain't on the radio. Homemade music, jam it in, close
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on. (How does it feel when you've got no food?). 'Cause the spirit of Jah, you know, He leads you on. (How does it feel when you've got no food?). There was a ring of dreads and a session was there
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and on, with the best of them. You are beautiful, like a dream come alive, incredible. A centerfold miracle, lyrical. You've saved my life again. And I want you to know baby. Chorus. I, I love you like
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scent of burning oil was in the air. And the music played. And it felt so good to hear. . This is the life we've been given. So open your mind and start living. We can play a part if we only start
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scent of burning oil was in the air. And the music played. And it felt so good to hear. . This is the life we've been given. So open your mind and start living. We can play a part if we only start
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. With a member of a record club. You got a great body, but your record collection sucks I'm afraid that I'll never learn to live. With what you call "alternative". All your unplugged albums and charity
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(hot). I make your dreams come true when you wake up (dream). And your look's just the same without no make-up. Had to pull up on your mama, see what you're made of (mama). Ain't gotta worry 'bout 'em
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another world. We could stand on top of the mountain. With our flag unfurled In a time to come. In a time to come. We will be dancing to the beat played. On a different drum It's a tug of war. Though
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Come with me. Let a spark ignite. We could chase the stars. Til' the morning light. Hear the call. The rhythm of a last crusade. In the key of life. Just waiting to be played PRE-CHORUS. Put
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,. Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd. Much like the old violin. A "mess of pottage," a glass of wine,. A game and he travels on,. He's going once, and going twice -. He's going - and almost
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Incapable of holding down real jobs. and can't make rent,. so for a life in the arts. we deem ourselves destined. Skip across my record collection. until a song strikes my soul. Until it
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. Close your eyes. Start a journey through a strange new world. Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before. Close your eyes and let music set you free. Only then can you belong to me. Floating, falling