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This is the rhythm of the night. The night, oh yeah. The rhythm of the night. This is the rhythm of my life. My life, oh yeah. The rhythm of my life You could put some joy upon my face. Oh
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In. the still of the night I . held you Held . you tight Cause . I love Love . you so Promise . I'll never Let . you go In . the still of the night (In . the still of the night) I
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In. the still of the night I . held you Held . you tight Cause . I love Love . you so Promise . I'll never Let . you go In . the still of the night (In . the still of the night) I
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singing with their hand on their heart. About deeds done in the darkest hours. That's just the sort of catchy little melody. To get you singing in the showers. . Oh, I know that I'm ungrateful. I've
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Well, you gassed her up, behind the wheel. With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile. Barrelin' down the boulevard. Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night You got paid on Friday
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music of the night Close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth. And the truth isn't what you want to see. In the dark it is easy to pretend. That the truth is what it ought to be Softly
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Bài hát Music Of The Night - Paul Potts. Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Slowly, gently, night unfurls
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weary tune. Has lost its pleasure. Waiting for the time, this lonely wine. Has lost its treasure Dark to me the night. And dim the morning light. Tomorrow, how can we not see. The simple melody of
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Night time sharpens. Heightens each sensation. Darkness wakes and stirs imagination. Silently the senses. Abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist, the notes I write. For I compose the music of the
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The Rain. Artist Melody Gardot. The rain. The rain. Rain came down in sheets that night. And you. And I. Stared out to the left and to the right. Rain came down in cords. Seemed to laugh at us 'til
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your face away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest
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(1959) George Bassman, Chayefsky Only the lonely love, only the sad of soul,. Wake and begin their day in the middle of the night,. To breakfast on their pride, burnt joys and tears just dried. To
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doin fine once the music starts. Oh!. . Chorus. To the beat of the rhythm of the night. Dance until the morning light. Forget about the worries on your mind. We can leave them all behind. To the
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doin fine once the music starts. Oh!. . Chorus. To the beat of the rhythm of the night. Dance until the morning light. Forget about the worries on your mind. We can leave them all behind. To the
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, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night Close your eyes and surrender to your
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Talk to me. Want my love. Talk to me. But not that stuff. You ain't enough. Using my love. You call for me. Again I see. In the heat of the night. (You lose your heart and sell your soul). I lose
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In the still of the night as I gaze from my window. At the moon in its flight, my thoughts all stray to you. In the still of the night, while the world is in slumber. Oh, the times without number
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lit by the neon light. That flashed in many colors. In the darkness of the night The skin on his face like a well worn saddle. Smiled as he said goodnight. At the Melody Motel, it was business as
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It was the coldest night in Boston in the history of winter. Black outside like a murder of crows. I was 6 days clean and sober with a bottle on the table. I hurt inside but nobody knows One shot
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Bài hát Mystery Of The Night - Skylark. Drops of mankind, falling behind, along the path to the night. Don't waste your time, give me a sign, into the tunnel of life. Take my hand tonight, walking
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wall In the cool red light. In the dead of the night. We wash the pain away, yeah, yeah. As the night turns into morning. And the morning into day. We wash away, wash away. Wash away the pain
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You gas her up, and you're behind the wheel. With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile. Barrelin' down the boulevard. Looking for the heart of Saturday night Got paid on Friday and
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You gas her up, and you're behind the wheel. With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile. Barrelin' down the boulevard. Looking for the heart of Saturday night Got paid on Friday and
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In the still of the night as I gaze out of my window. At the moon in its flight, my thoughts all stray to you. In the still of the night while the world lies in slumber. Oh the times without
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stood a little nervous. Half lit by the neon light. That flashed in many colours. Through the darkness of the night. . The skin on his face. Like a well worn saddle. Smiled as he said goodnight
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words. Talk to me. Want my love. Talk to me. But not that stuff. ♪. You ain't enough. Usin' my love. You call for me. Again, I see. In the heat of the night. (You'll lose your heart and sell your
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not see the simple melody. Of sorrow?. . Oh to be with you, oh to see them through. Those days when we think you are gone,. They are so lonesome, and so long. What shall we do?. . Parting comes
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Steely eyes of a silvery people. Walk behind me, with evil intent. Up to the tower, I stand alone. Stripped of rank before a throne I am sent. . What befalls us in the heat of the night?. What
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creatures of the night, we're creatures of the night. . Breathing in the madness, spitting out the lies. Searching for an answer, keep your alibis. Don't know where we're goin', just know where we've been
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put it in your hands. If you could open up to me oh. Can't we ever get beyond this wall. 'cause all I want is just once. To see you in the light. But you hide behind. The color of the night. I can't go
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with their hand on their heart, about. Deeds done in the darkest hours. That's just the sort of catchy little melody. To get you singing in the showers Oh, I know that I'm ungrateful, I've got it
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with their hand on their heart, about. Deeds done in the darkest hours. That's just the sort of catchy little melody. To get you singing in the showers Oh, I know that I'm ungrateful, I've got it
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born to wealth. Earned by someone else. And when their moment comes. They take it and they run. Some are born to be. Lonely refugees. Their heart must weigh a ton. . Children of the night. Their
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(Bator/Turner). Memories of so long ago. Strange feelings I don't really know. Drawing me from my sancturary. Wandering with shadows. Animal instinction cries. Hear the creature locked up
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It's so sad, livin' at home. Far from the city and the midnight fun. It's so bad, goin' to school. So far from me and the dirty things that we do. I'm the king of the night time world. And
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Watch us gather 'round the fire. Sharing ritual soul to soul. Cone of Power teasing desire. Pagan minds, black as coal. . Queen of the night. . Raised from the grave before the altar. Her
