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, little queen. Makin' your passion play, little queen. Nobody knows your melancholy mind, little queen Away from the sellers, the papers said. Your crown was tight and heavy on your head. But still you
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you out of my bed, you know. I can't get you out of my head. 'Cause you're so beautiful. Tryna being down for the ride. She would never let me down. So many times, I wonder why. What's on your mind
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-ool. coooo-ooo-ool. Theres something I gotta say,. Before you go to bed tonight,. Fly away on a dream. You can do anything,. You can be the very best,. Greatest well ever see. Baby its,. coooo
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I'm 'bout to leave the section. See me in five hours, I left the club with extras. Speedin' down that highway, it's lookin' kinda reckless (GloRilla). One hand on that wheel, got one hand on the TECs
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. What could a little but a smoke and Henny hurt?. You make any jerk make a penny work. Sinister with sin in her. She can leave a devil in the church. On another level not in the earth. Jessica Alba
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niggas' that ain't going to grind. When its peso time, come out and take your shine dirty. I'm the same nigga that's out of control, that's out of control. I put a little malinger out on the roll, hey
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All alone on the floor. Next to your twin-bed box-spring and mattress. The door is ajar from afar. You can hear bands practicing And when they dream they all dream of somebody like you. Somebody
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never leave that bed. . (Chorus). Turn out the lights like there's no one home. Cut the wires on the telephone. Our hearts are pounding like a hurricane. Makin' love to the rhythm of the pourin
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,. Cooo-ooo-ool. Cooo-ooo-ool. . There's something I gotta say,. Before you go to bed tonight,. Fly away on a dream. . You can do anything,. You can be the very best,. Greatest we'll ever see
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triggers, my hand on your hip Thinkin' all about those censored sequences. Worryin' about the consequences. Waiting until I come to my senses. Better put it all in present tenses Little triggers that you
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-Chorus Leigh-Anne, Jesy, Little Mix. And when I think about the way you touch my body. I don't know how long I can wait (Ah-ah-ah). And when I think about the way you touch my body. This could be my
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Went out last night just to take a little round. I get my little Sadie and I brought her down. I run right home and I went to bed. With a forty-four smokeless under my head. . Went out last
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Went out last night just to take a little round. I get my little Sadie and I brought her down. I run right home and I went to bed. With a forty-four smokeless under my head. . Went out last
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Went out last night just to take a little round. I get my little Sadie and I brought her down. I run right home and I went to bed. With a forty-four smokeless under my head. . Went out last
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. Pull the sheets over my head, yeah. Makin' the bed. Verse 2. And every night, I wake up from this one recurrin' dream. Where I'm drivin' through the city and the brakes go out on me. I can't stop at the
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you go at night. But the waves hit my head. To think someone's in your bed. I get a little bit Genghis Khan. I don't want you to get it on. With nobody else but me. With nobody else but me. I get a
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The little red fox. Kay Kyser. . N'ya, n'ya, n'ya said the little fox. N'ya, n'ya, ya can't catch me. N'ya, n'ya, n'ya, said the little fox. Singing merrily. The little fox ran through the
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five year olds. I can't bear to hear those church bells ring again. So driver, can't you drive me a little more slowly?. I've gotta go Can't you find me some George Jones on your radio?. I've gotta
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Gone for the rodeo. Gone from the tundra, gal. It's after the fair. Is it bleeding out of you? "Come into my trailer. We'll toast a little bread. Oh look, you've left a hole. Where you laid on my
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, open doors like a gentleman. Tell me “Girl, every day, you’re my everything”. ‘Cause that’s the way you like to do it. And that’s the way you like. Just a little West Coast and a bit of sunshine. Hair
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. She got a call from a guy just seeing if she's alright. Yeah. . She's got a fistful of tears held back by the strength of five. And she says, "Happiness ain't free. Everybody fights just like me
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Take heart, my little friend and push back your seat. Soon we'll be far away, far from the street. Where you learned how to be, not what you are Up on the shoulder there is a town. With a little
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Take heart, my little friend and push back your seat. Soon we'll be far away, far from the street. Where you learned how to be, not what you are Up on the shoulder there is a town. With a little
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Take heart my little friend. And push back your seat. Soon we'll be far away. Far from the street. Where you learned how to be. Not what you are. . Up on the shoulder. There is a town. With
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Take heart my little friend. And push back your seat. Soon we'll be far away. Far from the street. Where you learned how to be. Not what you are. . Up on the shoulder. There is a town. With
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Bài hát Talking Body - Tove Lo. Bed, stay in bed. The feeling of your skin locked in my head. Smoke, smoke me broke. I don't care I'm down for what you want. Pre-Chorus. Day drunk into the night
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Sleepin' on the foldout. Thanks to me and my big mouth. Why did I do what I did. I should have known better than to lie. But it's too late and so tonight I'm. Sleepin' on the foldout sofa-bed
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tangling up in chains on the swings on the sets on the night that we met. And the beads of water, move up the glass. You've spoke your mind, and you can not take it back. Walk a tightrope, walk a little
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515, I'm changing trains. This little town, let me down. This foreign rain, brings me down 515, train overdue. Angels have gone, no ticket. I'm jumping tracks, I'm changing time We never talk
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little things on the floor that you step on. They can all be dangerous Sometimes. The milk can hurt you. (if you put it on your cereal. Before you smell the plastic container). And the stuff in the
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Went out last night just to take a little round. I get my little Sadie and I brought her down. I run right home and I went to bed. With a forty-four smokeless under my head. . Went out last
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. Falling on my head. Snowflake, snowflake, little snowflake. Little snowflake. Falling from the sky. Snowflake, snowflake, little snowflake. Falling, falling, falling, falling, falling. Falling, falling
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Song Five Hundred Miles Away From Home(Album Version) - Reba McEntire. Tear drops fell on mama's note. When I read the things she wrote. She said, we miss you girl. We love you come on home. Well I
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. Right in the middle of. The chorus. causing. The song to sound like. This. A little green rosetta However we continue. In spite of the fact that. The fuel may be low on. Your record player. we
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Dream on, little dreamer dream on. Dream on, little dreamer dream on. I get a heart full of butterflies lookin' into your dreamy eyes. Dream on. (Dream on). Little dreamer dreamer on Dream on