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you're tired of longing. And waiting by the phone. And all you get from me. Is a sappy love song. But I'm tired of flying and hearing the busy tone. Well, I sing for a lot of people. but I'm also
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Bài hát Not Meant To Be - Theory Of A Deadman. It's never enough to say I'm sorry. It's never enough to say I care. But I'm caught between what you wanted from me. And knowing that if I give that to
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Music must be a lady. The way it makes me love to me. Me, ooh, you, music, music. I'm so amazed by your choice of melodies. That you used on me, Lady Music When we make love it's like we're
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boogie down. Play a hip tune that's. Got a funky sound. Make it funky, funky music. . Happy music makes you. Feel good all the time. Happy music takes your. Troubles off your mind. . Happy music
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Bài hát You Are The Music In Me (Reprise) - V. A . 5, 6, 7, 8!. Na na na na. Na na na na na na naa. You are the music in. Na na na na na. Na na na na na na naa. You are the music in. Are the music
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Hope we lost. Along the way as we go far. Into a world that's grown to dark. Forced and cruel emotionless electro-hearts. Build greed an mechanical wars Can no one save us from this lifeless
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' cold when I'm runnin' hot. Doors are slammin' windows rattle. Raise a flag put an end to this battle. It's all of this talk that is makin' us weary. Loves harder to figure thatn the big bang theory
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twist. You can feel the air Rush out, out from the center. Not like one side is any better. Stand up as they've been preaching. My best theory is already in me. (already in me) In a lonely real place
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twist. You can feel the air Rush out, out from the center. Not like one side is any better. Stand up as they've been preaching. My best theory is already in me. (already in me) In a lonely real place
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High on a mountain in western Montana. A silhouette moves 'cross a cinnamon sky. Riding alone on a horse he called Music. With a song on his lips, and a tear in his eye He dreams of a time, and a
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I think I'm fallin' in you. Deeply and slowly. Naega mwol haneunjido. Mak moreul jeongdoro. I wanna be your Alexandros. I need a love dictionary. I need a love theory. I need you, I need you. Jebal
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Then the music stop,all the lights went out. Someone is crying now a time ago. For a moment we wished reality wasn't mend to be hurting so. A falling star music and candlelight. You know where
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dancin all night long. (Thumpin music) Thumpin music turns me on. (Thumpin music) Put the beat back there where it belongs. That funky house is no longer standing. We tore it down last night. We was a
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dancin all night long. (Thumpin music) Thumpin music turns me on. (Thumpin music) Put the beat back there where it belongs. That funky house is no longer standing. We tore it down last night. We was a
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. Tryin' to find another way to survive New music, new music, new music. Sweet music can lighten us. Can brighten the world, can save us, oh, oh, oh My friend said well, I think I found a way. To help
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pay the bill and while we still have that chance. Let's face the music and dance Soon, we'll be without the moon. Humming a different tune, and then There may be teardrops to shed. So while there's
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Adam lives in theory. Trying to turn stone into bread. Masquerading like he got it figured out. Cut off from the sunshine, only smart in his own head. Leaving his descendants to hope and doubt
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Adam lives in theory. Trying to turn stone into bread. Masquerading like he got it figured out. Cut off from the sunshine, only smart in his own head. Leaving his descendants to hope and doubt
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I was a kid. She died and went to the suburbs, most of them did. Raisin' puppies, having yuppies, where did all the wild ones go? Homemade music ain't on the radio. Homemade music, jam it in, close
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I was a kid. She died and went to the suburbs, most of them did. Raisin' puppies, having yuppies, where did all the wild ones go? Homemade music ain't on the radio. Homemade music, jam it in, close
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You such a ***, ooh. I need her, when she on me I don't feel so lonely. Don't leave me horny, ride me like a pony. Push down on me, she's just such a ***in' ***. I love it. I just *** her on her side
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(Burt Bacharach/Hal David) Let the music play. Just a little longer. Just a little longer. Let me hold him in my arms. A little longer Make the music play. Just a little slower. Just a little
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Well, Northern Georgia, highway 41. Beside the carpet mills and the gas stations. There was a music store slash radio shack. With the sound of dreamers jammin' in the back Well, we rocked all
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don't stop the music. Baby, are you ready 'cause it's gettin' cold. Don't you feel the passion ready to explode?. What goes on between us no one has to know. This is a private show. Do you know what you
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don't stop the music. Baby, are you ready 'cause it's gettin' cold. Don't you feel the passion ready to explode?. What goes on between us no one has to know. This is a private show. Do you know what you
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, please don't stop the music. Baby, are you ready 'cause it's gettin' cold. Don't you feel the passion ready to explode?. What goes on between us no one has to know. This is a private show. Do you know what
