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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: W. Bobo, M. Lastie, & W. Correa. Santana. Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased). Lyrics
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. And oh how we're gonna play. With our guitars in tune in his big music room. With angels singing to every tune. Oh but until that day know. Daddy's at home. . We're all gonna meet him someday
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Bài hát Let The Music Take Control - W&W, BlasterJaxx. Let the music take control. Let the music free at all. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music
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Bài hát Problems At Home - Blake Shelton . Fires are burning up the forests. Down along the Amazon. There's children starving in Guatemala. They're just barely hanging on. chorus. And I pray they'll
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Bài hát Girl At Home - Taylor Swift. Don't look at me,. You've got a girl at home,. And everybody knows that,. Everybody knows that,. Uh, uh. Don't look at me,. You've got a girl at home,. And
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Bài hát Girl At Home (Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift. Don't look at me, you got a girl at home. And everybody knows that, everybody knows that, ah-ah. Don’t look at me, you got a girl at home. And
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you come. On my body yeah like metronome. Don't come outside, keep it inside. Me and you all night stay at home. ĐK. Baby don't go out, stay at home. If you need someone to love, lemme come. Baby don't
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life she's known. . Back where the musics loud. Back to that swingin' crowd. That's where my baby feels at home. Back where the wine flows free. That's where she goes from me. That's where my baby
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still breathing happy above the clouds Oh home, home at last. Because all of the bad times are past, past Music is a lady that I still love. 'Cause she gives me the air that I breathe. Music is a lady
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leaving alone. When it's closing time. When it's closing time. When it's closing time I'm at home Right about now I'd be walking you out. To some dusty old parking lot. Waiting on a cab to take us to
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danger on the rocks is surely past. Still I remain tied to the mast. Could it be that I have found my home at last. Home at last She serves the smooth retsina. She keeps me safe and warm. It's just
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Bài hát Sexy Music - The Nolans. Well I head on out. at the local disco hall. wehere the kids get down. to the funky disco wall. well the music hit me high. it hit me low. oh babe, I was getting it
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nights sure seem colder. Knowin' somebody else's arms will hold her. Midnight in California means it's closin' time at home Yeah, midnight in California means it's closin' time at home
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nights sure seem colder. Knowin' somebody else's arms will hold her. Midnight in California means it's closin' time at home Yeah, midnight in California means it's closin' time at home
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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: W. Bobo, M. Lastie, & W. Correa. Santana. Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased). Lyrics
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them play a tango. And In The Mood they take a mambo. It's way to early for a congo. So keep a rocking that piano. That's why I go for that rock and roll music. Any old time you use it's got a back
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If I could be with you forever. My restless heart would never want to roam. I've never been loved the way you loved me. I wish I felt this way at home When you kiss me, it's words without speaking
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need cheese, bite a bit now, yeah. Ah, it looks good on the bed, yeah. Pajamaro mandeun seonge Yeah. Login hae donghwareul sseoboge. Literally together at home, baby. Eodideunji sanggwaneopseo Clap your
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Nothing seems right. Except for the music at night. A change in the season. It comes like a thorn in my side. Lost in a maze, lost in a maze I looked for you, I was invisible too. Sleeping on
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One ticket, please. Lord have mercy, everybody's there. Hey, what's goin' on man, yeah. She's at home, yeah, she's at home. Yeah, she's at home Let the music play. I just wanna dance the night
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become my only strength. Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality. Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew. The sweet piano writing down my life". . "Teach me passion for I fear
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. In your pocket not a penny. There's a mother always awaiting you at home Ten years later to this village. Came a stranger no one knew. His steps were halt and ragged clothes he wore. The little
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. . How can I pretend. To know my own mind. The more questions I ask. The more I find. I'm lost at home. Out of time. The coins I've flipped land on their side. . I'm holding my breath at your end
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At home he feels like a tourist. At home he feels like a tourist. He fills his head with culture. He gives himself an ulcer. He fills his head with culture. He gives himself an ulcer. . Down
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At home he feels like a tourist. At home he feels like a tourist. He fills his head with culture. He gives himself an ulcer. He fills his head with culture. He gives himself an ulcer. . Down
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any mountain. Oh if someone plays piano with some simple chords. So melodic and endearing too. And oh if someone plays guitar with the old piano. And maybe you can hear them sing. Music gives you
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tiGoing Home. ar. al. - Going Home (OT-). Not very often have we met. But the musics been too bad. Can only sense happiness. if the music is sad. So, Im going home. I must hurry home. Where a life
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tiGoing Home. ar. al. - Going Home (OT-). Not very often have we met. But the musics been too bad. Can only sense happiness. if the music is sad. So, Im going home. I must hurry home. Where a life
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sing (Gil). Music gives you Happiness and Sadness (Sqeezer). But it also, also heals your soul (Nick-BsB). Chorus. Let the music heal your soul. Let the music take control. Let the music give you the
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then now this is all I know. Guess I’m heading home now. Verse 2. When the music always played. With the sound of our lives and the sweetest escape. And the neighbours would complain. We would turn it up
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Of all the stupid things I could have thought this was the worst. I started to believe that I was born at seventeen. And all the stupid things, the letters and the broken verse. Stayed hidden at
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Bài hát Home - Seventeen. Naega mwol eojjeogesseo naneun neoga eopseumyeon. Nalgeun robotcheoreom mami meomchugo neul chagawo. Urin mwol eojjeogesseo neoneun naega eopseumyeon yeh. Narang ttokgachi
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. Only silence, only pain. You were once my morning sun. Still I hear your voice, like the music that I play. Your eyes, they turned away. . Just say I'm home. At last we may hope. And carry my life
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tiGoing Home. ar. al. - Going Home (OT-). Not very often have we met. But the musics been too bad. Can only sense happiness. if the music is sad. So, Im going home. I must hurry home. Where a life
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tiGoing Home. ar. al. - Going Home (OT-). Not very often have we met. But the musics been too bad. Can only sense happiness. if the music is sad. So, Im going home. I must hurry home. Where a life
