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. From what is wrong for me, for me I want to taste dirty, a stinging pistol. In my mouth, on my tongue. I want you to scrape me from the walls. And go crazy like you've made me One who doesn't care
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I tried to save us. But little did I know. You are a speeding train off track. With little time to go I tried everything. Tried so hard to let you know. But now I'm on my last thread. Pulling
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Bài hát Lost in the Stars - Tony Bennett. Before Lord God made the sea or the land. He held all the stars in the palm of His hand. And they ran through His fingers like grains of sand. And one
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Bài hát Lost in the Stars - Tony Bennett. Before Lord God made the sea or the land. He held all the stars in the palm of His hand. And they ran through His fingers like grains of sand. And one
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Bài hát Lost in the Stars - Tony Bennett. Before Lord God made the sea or the land. He held all the stars in the palm of His hand. And they ran through His fingers like grains of sand. And one
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There's no mistake, I smell that smell. It's that time of year again. I can taste the air The clocks go back, railway track. Something blocks the line again. And the train runs late for the first
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Bài hát Lost in the Stars - Tony Bennett. Before Lord God made the sea or the land. He held all the stars in the palm of His hand. And they ran through His fingers like grains of sand. And one
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Bài hát Party In Your Bedroom - Cash Cash. There's a party in your bedroom all night long. There's a party in your bedroom all night long. There's a lot of talk about you. 'Cause there's a party in
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Before Lord God made the sea or the land. He held all the stars in the palm of His hand. And they ran through His fingers like grains of sand. And one little star fell alone Then the Lord God
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happiness. Her own little son, named Johnny B. Goode. Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood. . I said Bye Bye Bye Bye. I said Bye Bye Bye Bye. I said Bye Bye Johnny Bye Bye Johnny B
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happiness. Her own little son, named Johnny B. Goode. Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood. . I said Bye Bye Bye Bye. I said Bye Bye Bye Bye. I said Bye Bye Johnny Bye Bye Johnny B
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happiness. Her own little son, named Johnny B. Goode. Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood. . I said Bye Bye Bye Bye. I said Bye Bye Bye Bye. I said Bye Bye Johnny Bye Bye Johnny B
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, 5th,. March, October, January, October 13th,. Wednesday, Martin Luther King Day, afternoon, in view of nothing, 20, 0, 1,. Late winter, Martin Luther King Day, 12, 16, August, Wednesday, 13th, Friday
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I was drivin' but somethin' else was leadin' me. Lost all track of time, damn. The next thing, you won't believe At 9 o'clock, I saw her. By 10, I had her number. 11's when I called her. At 12
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I was drivin' but somethin' else was leadin' me. Lost all track of time, damn. The next thing, you won't believe At 9 o'clock, I saw her. By 10, I had her number. 11's when I called her. At 12
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. . He never ever learned to read or write so well, . But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. . Go Go. Go Johnny Go. Go Go. Johnny B. Goode. . He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
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. . He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack. And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, . Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made
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never ever learned to read or write so well,. But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. Go Go. Go Johnny Go. Go Go. Johnny B. Goode He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack. And sit
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. . He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack. And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, . Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made
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never ever learned to read or write so well,. But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. . (Chorus)Go Gogo Johnny Gogo Gojohnny B. Goode. . He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack. And
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. . He never ever learned to read or write so well, . But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. . Go Go. Go Johnny Go. Go Go. Johnny B. Goode. . He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
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never ever learned to read or write so well,. But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. . (Chorus)Go Gogo Johnny Gogo Gojohnny B. Goode. . He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack. And
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. . He never ever learned to read or write so well, . But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. . Go Go. Go Johnny Go. Go Go. Johnny B. Goode. . He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
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In the deepest part of me. Like an unknown memory. I was never meant to find. Little seed of purity. And you don't belong to me. Still I'm blinded by its light. Don't try to make it right Does
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In the deepest part of me. Like an unknown memory. I was never meant to find. Little seed of purity. And you don't belong to me. Still I'm blinded by its light. Don't try to make it right Does
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In the deepest part of me. Like an unknown memory. I was never meant to find. Little seed of purity. And you don't belong to me. Still I'm blinded by its light. Don't try to make it right Does
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Bài hát Runaway Train - Soul Asylum. Call you up in the middle of the night. Like a firefly without a light. You were there like a slow torch burning. I was a key that could use a little turning. So
