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He was born in the Bitterroot Valley in the early mornin' rain. Wild geese over the water, headin' north and home again. Bringin a warm wind from the south, bringin the first taste of the spring
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He was born in the Bitterroot Valley in the early mornin' rain. Wild geese over the water, headin' north and home again. Bringin a warm wind from the south, bringin the first taste of the spring
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". He said, "Hey honey, take a walk on the wild side" Candy came from out on the island. In the backroom she was everybody's darlin'. But she never lost her head. Even when she was giving head. She
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the wild side'. Said 'Hey, honey, take a walk on the wild side'. . Verse. Candy came from out on the Island. In the backroom she was everybody's darling. But she never lost her head. Even when
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the wild side'. Said 'Hey, honey, take a walk on the wild side'. . Verse. Candy came from out on the Island. In the backroom she was everybody's darling. But she never lost her head. Even when
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A rose grows wild in the country. A tree grows tall as the sky. The wind blows wild in the country. And part of the wild, wild country, am I. Wild, wild, like the deer and the dove. Wild and
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A rose grows wild in the country. A tree grows tall as the sky. The wind blows wild in the country. And part of the wild, wild country, am I. Wild, wild, like the deer and the dove. Wild and
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wild side. Said, “Hey honey, take a walk on the wild side “. . Candy came from out on the island. In the back room she was everybody's darling. . But she never lost her head. Even when she was
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babe, take a walk on the wild side,. Said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side. Candy came from out on the island,. In the backroom she was everybody's darling,. But she never lost her head. Even
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act like you don't want me no more. You just raise your head and sigh. Well I'm gonna trackin' right on by That's what I like 'bout the South
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the wild side. The only way could never be I remember the summertime. And the riding out into the breeze. And I remember the apple wine. Filling my head up with dreams. If only I could walk away
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go wild. A second chance. Gotta *** it and go. Maybe this time. We'll hit the right notes. Wait a minute. It's not the time or place. Wait a minute. Get my head in the game. Wait a minute. Get my head
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our head in the game. . Let's make sure. That we get the rebound. 'cause when we get it. Then the crowd will go wild. . A second chance. Gotta *** it and go. Maybe this time. We'll hit the
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Oh you're a live-wire child, a Wild Star King. You make the universe in my head spin. You make all the neon silver screens glow. You're my rocket-boy blue, you're my hero. You don't move, you
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Oh you're a live-wire child, a Wild Star King. You make the universe in my head spin. You make all the neon silver screens glow. You're my rocket-boy blue, you're my hero. You don't move, you
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Bài hát Wild Wild Web - John the Whistler. ( It's a wild wild web). ( It's a wild wild web). ( It's a wild wild web). It's a wild wild web when you feel lost inside. The wild wild web when there's
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strong. They'll survive The wild and the young they all have their dreams. The wild and the young they got to be free. The sun never sets for souls on the run. The wild and the young, yeah Roaring
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strong. They'll survive The wild and the young they all have their dreams. The wild and the young they got to be free. The sun never sets for souls on the run. The wild and the young, yeah Roaring
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Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze. It is time for the geese to head south. I have come with my mustard seed. I cannot accept that she will be taken from me. . "Do you know who I am" she said
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Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze. It is time for the geese to head south. I have come with my mustard seed. I cannot accept that she will be taken from me. . "Do you know who I am" she said
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. My mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. Mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the west. The woman I love, though she's evil all the
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starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. My mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. Mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the west. The woman I love, though she's evil all the
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starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. My mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. Mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the west. The woman I love, though she's evil all the
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starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. My mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. Mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the west. The woman I love, though she's evil all the
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starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. My mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. Mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the west. The woman I love, though she's evil all the
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starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. My mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. Mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the west. The woman I love, though she's evil all the
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starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. My mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. Mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the west. The woman I love, though she's evil all the
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starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. My mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. Mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the west. The woman I love, though she's evil all the
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starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. My mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the. Mind starts a-rambling like the wild geese in the west. The woman I love, though she's evil all the
