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'round my torso. Fourth dimension of smiles, strokes and knifes. This little pig has gotta go go. To live and blow all of that piss into your heart. You got veins of iron, baby. Oh man this egg is way
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won't you?. Pig nick. . You ask me. What for I got these big eyes. You ask me. What for I got this big nose. Now take a guess. What for I got this huge mouth. Don't think too long. You might be
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see, pig, are they here?. I'll rip and slaughter he who takes my pig from me chorus. Here little piggy go, pig! live in muck, I love my pig!. Those filthy little lovers, piggy pigs! liberate! see my
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There's a little bird that somebody sends. Down to the earth to live on the wind. Borne on the wind and he sleeps on the wind. This little bird that somebody sends He's light and fragile and
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How is your heart little darling?. I didn't mean to get so mad. Let me just hold you closely. How did things get so bad?. I know how to pick on you. You pushed me over the edge. We caused so
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smile on his face. He didn't want. To think of this day It's finally here. It's finally here. Oh, oh, oh. They called me pig. They called me pig When I was a baby. I was so happy. I played. With
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Song This Little Girl Of Mine(Single Version) - Faron Young. In a while she'll come to wake me like always. And she'll lean down, sweetly press her lips on mine. And say good morning, now daddy
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Song This Little Girl - Cady Groves. You got your keys, but where ya goin'?. The third degree just isn't workin'. Cause you walked out without asking me to go. And if I followed you home, would you
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Spring will be a little late this year. A little late arriving in my lonely world over here. For you have left me and where is our April Incomprehensible old?. You have left me and winter
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There's a little bird that somebody sends. Down to the earth to live on the wind. Born on the wind and he sleeps on the wind. This little bird that somebody sends. . He's light and fragile and
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Bài hát This Little Girl (Matilda Original Broadway Recording) - Lauren Ward. Stop being pathetic, Jenny. Stop pretending, Jenny. That you are going to march in there and give them a piece of your
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I'm doing. My Christmas dreaming. A little early this year. No sign of snow around. And yet I go around. Hearing jingle bells. Ringing in my ear. . Your promise. Must be the reason. The
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. . Run Pig Run. Here I Come. . I am no saint and make no claims,. To being in the right,. Its just for now, I am wrong-less,. You probably wondering,. With what to do, this has with you,. I wanna
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get by, why Don't I get hurt, cause there go my nerves, I got the urge. To merge this bullet in my brain, relieve my pain. What a fuckin' shame, I don't wanna live, I paint the wall. With the
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