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the shadows of love. Torn apart, torn apart. Now we're standing in the shadows of love. Instrumental break. Sorry, I'm not sorry,. I don't regret a single mistake,. You're worth every heart ache
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something special to me Every man has a dream. And you made mine come true. How it happened, I don't know or care. I'm just happy I found you Wrapped in the arms of love. Is where I'll be. For all the
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Uh, okay, we're going to do a new song then. It's about a man named, uh. Morgan Davis, Morgan. Morgan left the house to get some Cream of Wheat. And came back with a little bit more. All right
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Let me tell you a little something about L. A. , I love it. . City of Angels. City of Angel, ooh. City of Angels. City of Angels. . Now, what you know about my city that's tic tac?. Hustle
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you start to paint a picture of the world just out of view. Bring it with you as you dream and maybe you can wake up too. . Do you believe in the world they made for you. Do you belong or do you try
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slowly unfold. . Yet I still wonder is there a point. To what we do?. 'cause I kind of doubt. That there is something more besides you. . Although it's hard to find the point. To what we do,. Do I
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, everybody start singing . Have a funky. . It's Christmas, can you swing this? . Funky, dope jam top on your Christmas list, do you dig this? . Boy, there ain't no twist, just something you wish for and you
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Dazed and confused. But most of all battered and bruised. I came with a dream. Shared by more than a few it seems. Fall asleep now, new york city. I need to rest my eyes. Someday i'll rise, new
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Dazed and confused. But most of all battered and bruised. I came with a dream. Shared by more than a few it seems. Fall asleep now, new york city. I need to rest my eyes. Someday i'll rise, new
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. And yet we can gather, under the guides of peace. now. Peace now! "We say no to war!". Peace up, war down!. "We say no to war!". Peace up, war down!. "We say no to war!". Peace up, war down! "We
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make love. It's good to see you happy. Happy with somebody. Someone new, someone new. So you, so you. Are really in love. And I hope she is the love of your life. I know you. Never give up. You love so
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. America. . Red white, and blue, gaze in your looking glass. You're not a child anymore. Red, white, and blue, the future is all but past. So lift up your heart, and make a new start. And lead us away
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Song Play Something Country . Singer Brooks, Dunn. Yes, she blew through the door like TNT,. Put her hand on her hip, pointed a finger at me. Said "I'm a whiskey drinkin', cowboy chasin', helluva
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Song Play Something Country . Singer Brooks, Dunn. Yes, she blew through the door like TNT,. Put her hand on her hip, pointed a finger at me. Said "I'm a whiskey drinkin', cowboy chasin', helluva
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true?. Tonight's another chance to start again. It's just another New Year's Eve,. Another night like all the rest. It's just another New Year's Eve,. Let's make it the best. It's just another New Year's
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different to the girl-next-door. I'm looking for something more. You're barking up the wrong tree. Girl please, rescue me. Instrumental bridge. Pre-Chorus. Stop wasting my time. Chorus. Even on the cover of
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(instrumental, no lyrics). Created byaphex twin
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Bài hát Say Something - A Great Big World, Christina Aguilera. Say something, I'm giving up on you. I'll be the one, if you want me to. Anywhere, I would've followed you. Say something, I'm giving up
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You can't wait to get her in your nightlife. Take her out and show her all your bright lights. She wants to be there at the top of your world. But she's just a little girl. New York, hold her tight
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needle. I wanna lick your wound. You wanna play with fire?. Stick and poke tattoo?. You wanna play my new girl?. I wanna play with you. Why'd you *** up all your clothes?. Tell me something no one knows. I
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your love. Something about your love, oh. Something about your love. . This whole wide world goes in and out of style. All I want is to see you smile. I'm coming home to be with you. I'm coming
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this feeling that I can't go back. It's always you in my bed. And in that bed I saw our dance. I need to sleep with my eyes at someone new. To all the fools within my heart. To all the times I
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(Bator/James). I never said I loved ya. Leave off-I never cared. Just kept you 'round to do my cleanin'. You were just one of my chairs. Chorus. Don't you know that it was just bad timing
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Unhinge all hearts with speed. If you need something to believe,. we can bury them deep. We'll put our faith in new machines. Once we've exhausted all the oil and pornography. there will be so
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I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm. I'm out of my, out of my mind. Out of my * mind. I'm, I'm. I'm out of my, out of my mind. Out of my mind. I'm, I'm. Out of my, out of my mind. I'm, I'm, I'm. I'm out of my, out of
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The super sonic boom should hit you in just a few seconds. Come rock it. Come rock the mic. Solar power the new shape of motion. Causing a comotion. This is super sonic. Hey man pull over
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restless. And I dream of something wild. (Turn around). Every now and then I get a little bit helpless. And I'm lying like a child in your arms. (Turn around). Every now and then I get a little bit angry
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Some time. Locked in my own sense of right and wrong. I'm not sure my lines. Are real. . Like a memory true. Aiding and abetting all the things I do. I don't care . For now so what. Because
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You said that you should be gone. Out of this place you don't belong. You said you might find a reason. Why we are so unforgiving You said you'll try to make a new dawn. I know how hard it is to
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know. Here's a letter to the New York Post. The worst piece of paper on the east coast. Matter of fact the whole state's forty cents. In New York City fifty cents elsewhere. It makes no goddamn
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know. Here's a letter to the New York Post. The worst piece of paper on the east coast. Matter of fact the whole state's forty cents. In New York City fifty cents elsewhere. It makes no goddamn
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know. Here's a letter to the New York Post. The worst piece of paper on the east coast. Matter of fact the whole state's forty cents. In New York City fifty cents elsewhere. It makes no goddamn
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Part one. It was the time of the preacher when the story began. Of the choice of a lady and the love of a man. How he loved her so dearly, he went out of his mind. When she left him for someone
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Like a grain of sand that wants to be a rolling stone. I want to be the man I'm not and have the things. I really haven't got and that's a lot There'll be joy and there'll be laughter. Something
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, if you're not here with me. . And when those blue snowflakes start falling. That's when those blue memories start calling. Youll be doin all right, with your christmas of white. But I'll have a
