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In France We're playin' in a tent. It's payin' the rent. If you pooch a civilian,. It's a major event. In France. Way down in France. Way on down. Way on down. In France The girls is all
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Taking on water, sailing a restless sea. From a memory, a fantasy. The wind carries into white water. Far from the islands don't you know you're Never going to get to France. Mary Queen of chance
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I was lost in France. In the fields the birds were singing. I was lost in France. And the day was just beginning As I stood there in the morning rain. I had a feeling I can't explain. I was lost
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, je sais bien que mon heure venue. Je reviendrai mourir en France, je finirai ma vie dans mon pays. Dormir au lit de mon enfance, mкme si ailleurs, c'est mieux qu'ici! . . Je ne vais pas vous
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I'm not the brightest crayon in the box. Everyone says I'm dumber than a bag of rocks. I barely even know how to put on my own pants. But I'm a genius in France, genius in France, genius in France
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foire au pognon qui qui se trame ici. Allez danse avec Johnny Se rappellent de la France. Ont des réminiscences. De l'ordre, des jeux, de l'essence. Quand on vivait mieux. Il y avait Paul et Mickey
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and frees. Earth is a cannon of love, shame beyond Socrates. Who's to blame but the man like any man. Who's to blame but the man who leads. . Going upwards at 45 degrees. Going upwards at 45
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Bells are chiming for victory. There's a page back in history. 45. They came back to the world that they fought for. Didn't turn out just like they thought. 45. . Chorus. Here is a song to
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You can boogie like disco, love that disco sound. Turn up the volume and move it all around. But don't, don't, don't, don't, don't forget. Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't forget. The Stars on '45
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Taking on water, sailing a restless sea. From a memory, a fantasy. The wind carries into white water. Far from the islands don't you know you're Never going to get to France. Mary Queen of chance
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Bài hát No Man's Land (Green Fields Of France) - Joss Stone, Jeff Beck. Well, how do you do, William Mcbride?. Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?. And rest for awhile in the warm
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. Longs courriers qui cherchaient un reve. Et n'ont pas revu leur pays. Ne m'appelez plus jamais "France". La France elle m'a laiss tomber. Ne m'appelez plus jamais "France". C'est ma dernire volont
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I'm not the brightest crayon in the box. Everyone says I'm dumber than a bag of rocks. I barely even know how to put on my own pants. But I'm a genius in France, genius in France, genius in France
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