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. Let me be Your Song. A violin, a piano. Each one has a role. Major or minor. Or just a single note. So take the time to stay in tune. Cause we’ll never know. When we’re called to play. It could be today
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Let me tell y'all a story. So far fetched it must be true. 'Bout a bunch of fatherless boys from Florida. One is man enough for two Practiced twelve hours a day in the Hell House. In the swamps
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. You can see yourself. As a prophet. Saving the world. The words from your lips . I just can't believe you are. Such a fool
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như anh đang nghĩ đến. The story of the tears from your eyes Câu chuyện về giọt lệ trên khóe mắt anh. Moshimo negaigoto ga Nếu như em chỉ có một điều ước. Hitotsu kanau nara Và nó có thể thành sự thật
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. You can see yourself. As a prophet. Saving the world. The words from your lips . I just can't believe you are. Such a fool
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Bài hát To The Burial - Story Of The Year. Bleed us, bleed us. For their capital. Lead us, lead us. To the Burial. Repeat. Yeah. Yeah,. Step aside and watch the lions roar as they rule. With an iron
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darkened soul. A story of the Damned unfolds. Bela, Boris, Basil, Lon, Lorre, Vincent, now all gone. Looming pallid on the screen The beauty of the beast. Your magic never ceased And now though a curtain
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Daddy's little manikin likes a good time. Stretched out in the limousine head all gone. Hair is pretty astrokhan for the boyfriend. He is a zoot suited zoon politikon. . Mama's mini Babylon hits
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please don't go, and I said. Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run. You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess. It's a love story baby just say yes. So I
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Bài hát Where Do I Begin ? - Love Story (1970) OST - Andy Williams. Where do I begin?. To tell the story. Of how great a love can be. The sweet love story. That is older than the sea. That simple
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Same old story for the Warden. We're all innocent men. Tell the state we need pardon. For many things we never did Tell my wife I'm waiting for parole. Tell my kids I'm not a criminal When the
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The river ran through Howard County. It was the life blood of the land. It made fields of green tobacco. Aching backs and callused hands. Mama talked of a coming battle. That the women folk had
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. It's like a cold hand on my shoulder. I'll see you on the other side And in the arms of endless anger. Will end the story of a soldier in the dark
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and number. Called her up on the phone. But we all know how the story goes. And it's not a very happy ending
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(Ah) They'll tell you a story of sadness,. (Ah) A story too hard to believe. Ah, they'll tell you the loneliest one is me Just ask the lonely. Just ask the lonely Ask me. I'm the loneliest one
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carolers are singing. there's a touch of magic in the air. from grownup to minor no one could be finer. times are hard but no one seems to care. Christmas Eve and all the world is watching. Santa guides
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es azul, just don't go telling everyone Thought the kettle was a train. Thought that Monday was a door frame. I tried so hard to finally settle down. Heard the fire pop and snap like a tack piano
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story goes. As I watch from my window. Across the waterfront. But they will never know I am a stranger in this life. Haunted by yesterday's desires When we meet again. You'll know I am to blame
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story goes. As I watch from my window. Across the waterfront. But they will never know I am a stranger in this life. Haunted by yesterday's desires When we meet again. You'll know I am to blame
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There's a full time reservation. Made in a bar at the railway station. And there's a story, a kind of fable,. On a card at the corner table. On it is a message, been there some time. It starts
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the minor. Die away breathless diminishin' behind her. Haul, boys, haul, bully-boys, haul The water came up to the eaves. You'd think someone had opened a valve. It's too soon to stay now and too
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No one ever told us. Where the easy part begins. The story that they sold us. Keeps us hanging from the end. So we keep on starting the fires. Thinking we'll smoke out the lairs. We don't give up
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believe. I kill, that's all I know. I am the villain of this story, what else could I ever be? My penance weaved into this conflict,. this hidden war. I can't believe. you gave me back. what I thought
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Good Charlotte. The story of My old man. Young And The Hopeless. PETER. (). I dont know too much about,. Too much of my old man. I know he walked right out the door ,. We never saw him again. Last I
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carolers are singing. there's a touch of magic in the air. from grownup to minor no one could be finer. times are hard but no one seems to care. Christmas Eve and all the world is watching. Santa guides
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. Check out the heart beatin' rhythm cause my feet are movin' smooth and light. Yeah boppin' at the High School Hop. piano . Oh come on little baby let me tell you a piece of good news. Yeah you gotta
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, vocals). Ian underwood (piano, woodwinds). Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone). Suzy creamcheese (telephone). Dick barber (snorks) I'm gonna tell you the way it is. And I'm not gonna be
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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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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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, left us behind. This is the story of a fallen love. Fallen love 2x
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Love is called my old piano. I have a ball with my old piano My baby entertains the real life of my parties. But still retains in all the dignity. His international style exudes an air of royalty
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Love is called my old piano. I have a ball with my old piano My baby entertains the real life of my parties. But still retains in all the dignity. His international style exudes an air of royalty
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just another story Fear in the down ***. They say lie low. You say okay. Don't wanna play a show. No other thinking. Was it death or glory now. Playing the blues of kings. Sure looks better now
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Verse. We used to hide under the covers. Serenade each other. With careless melodies. Something buried deep inside us. The major and the minor. We're like piano keys. Chorus. You played for me. You
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We used to hide under the covers. Serenade each other with careless melodies. Something buried deep inside us. The major and the minor, we're like piano keys. You played for me. You played for me, oh
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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
