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. Jazz and a razzmatazz you. With a little bit of style. Cmon let me entertain you. Let me entertain you let me entertain you. . I've come here to sell you my body. I can show you some good
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-holiday . it's a holi-holiday . There's a country fair not far from there - heydiheydihoh . on a carousel the dingdong bell - heydiheydihoh . on the loop di loop we swing and swoop - heydiheydihoh . and
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(Joy to the world, the Lord is come). Here was a man, a man. Who was born in a small village. The son of a peasant woman. He grew up in another small village. Until he reached the age of thirty
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(Joy to the world, the Lord is come). Here was a man, a man. Who was born in a small village. The son of a peasant woman. He grew up in another small village. Until he reached the age of thirty
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(Joy to the world, the Lord is come). Here was a man, a man. Who was born in a small village. The son of a peasant woman. He grew up in another small village. Until he reached the age of thirty
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tumbled back into view At the scene of all I've left unlearned, in the directions to your house. In every swing I took to crack the code. I need a cold beer from a dressing room, I need a string of dates
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tumbled back into view At the scene of all I've left unlearned, in the directions to your house. In every swing I took to crack the code. I need a cold beer from a dressing room, I need a string of dates
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For many days we traveled from a distant place and time. To reach a place they call the planet earth. There was to be a celebration. On the mission of the sacred heart The planet earth from way up
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gather your bloody buquets!. Now gaze on our goddess of justice. With her shimmering, glimmering blade. As she kisses these traitors she sings them a last serenade. Sing, swing. Savour the sting. As she
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belong to the world. We're now living in a seminal age. The walls have been broken and we're ready for change. Ancient dreams in a modern land. I'm tryna get back as fast I chance of a life. Back to a time
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Can't hear myself think. Through the crashin' of the rain. I'm passin' judgment in the fast lane. And smoothin' out a rough stone. Guess it comes with age. You start to wonder 'bout the time theft
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Gershwin Ira. . (Damsel In Distress, A). . Verse. . I was a stranger in the city. . Out of town were the people I knew. . I had that feeling of self-pity. . What to do? What to do? What
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of the night, night. we are having a fiesta,. "Let's swing it copa de dance!". "Hola senorita, let's go to the beach. ". In the heat of the night,. we are having a fiesta,. we dance until siesta,. when
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people. Do it for your pride. Never gonna know if you never even try. Do it for your country. Do it for your name. Cause there's gonna be a day. When your, standing in the hall of fame. And the world's
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We're going on a holiday now. Gonna take a villa, a small chalet. Costa del Magnifico. Yo, cost of living is so low Yeah, gonna be so neat. Dance to the Euro beat. Yeah, gonna be so cool
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hand. of the man from a Galilee. Mama taught me how to pray. before I reached the age of seven. And when I′m down on my knees. that′s a when I′m close to heaven. Daddy lived his life with two kids and a
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service. One more time here to fade my servant. One more day if I find a way. Over. . She seemed to read minds. And I know a later time. We could make it with you. Leave the soul. . Old age
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Bài hát A Day In The Life Of A Fool - Harry Belafonte. A day in the life of a fool. A sad and a long lonely day. I walk the avenue. And hope I'll run into. The welcome sight of you. Coming my way. I
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behind. It's just the age old game from the living dead buzzing in my head. They keep me up all night. You say, my baby, all this time in between drives me crazy. I want a life on fire, going mad with
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A hand in my mouth, a life spills into the flowers. We all look so perfect as we all fall down In an electric glare, the old man cracks with age. She found his last picture in the ashes of the fire
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, . A band of angels coming after me, . Coming for to carry me home. . If you get there before I do, . Coming for to carry me home, . Tell all my friends I'm coming, too. . Coming for to carry me
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Rock-a-bye your baby with a Dixie melody. When you croon, croon a tune from the heart of Dixie. Just hang my cradle, mammy mine,. Right on that Mason Dixon line,. And swing it from Virginia. To
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Song The Golden Age of Rock 'n' Roll - Mott The Hoople. Everybody hazy shell-shocked and crazy . Screaming for the face at the window. Jeans for the genies dresses for the dreamies. Fighting for a
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like a bore He smokes on a clove and he sits in a ride. That's got room for himself and a girl on the side. He'll polish his shoes so he can look down and see. The reflection of him, the reflection is
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Take a journey back in time. Leave the western world behind. Cross the mountains to peking. Where the paper laterns gently swing. . The chinese way. Who knows what they know. The chinese
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Take a journey back in time. Leave the western world behind. Cross the mountains to peking. Where the paper laterns gently swing. . The chinese way. Who knows what they know. The chinese
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Take a journey back in time. Leave the western world behind. Cross the mountains to peking. Where the paper laterns gently swing. . The chinese way. Who knows what they know. The chinese
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He's a fairy feller. The fairy folk have gathered round the new moons shine. To see the feller crack a nut at night's noon time. To swing his axe he swear's. As he climbs he dare's. To deliver
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Well, I looked over Jordan and what did I see. Comin' for to carry me home. A band of angels comin' after me. Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot. Comin' for to carry me home
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Here's to the babies in a blind new world,. Here's to the beauty of the stars. Here's to the travelers on the open world. Here's to the dreamers in the bars. Here's to the teachers in the crowded
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. And you'll find out tonight oh it's a world of extreme. . Oh they'll take all our ceremony. They'll never. Find a happy hope for you. But know that's not the only chance you'll get, yeah you'll see
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. And you'll find out tonight oh it's a world of extreme. . Oh they'll take all our ceremony. They'll never. Find a happy hope for you. But know that's not the only chance you'll get, yeah you'll see
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You've made your decision. Now get up and leave. The familiar sting of the woodcutter's swing to the tree. . I'll fall in the forest. To elbows and knees. And it won't make a sound. Since
