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People will know when they see this show. The kind of a guy I am. They'll recognize just what I stand for and what I just can't stand. They'll perceive what I believe in. And what I know is true
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Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson. . Big money goes around the world. Big money underground. Big money got a mighty voice. Big money make no sound. Big money pull a
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shows it. If he's wrong nobody knows it. Seems like he never has to try. He just must be a lucky guy And when there's pain he never minds it. When it's lost he always finds it. Nobody really knows
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small words. But not me. I'm smarter than that. I worked it out. I've been stretching my mouth. To let those big words come right out I've had enough, I'm getting out. To the city, the big big city
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. I do what I want when I'm wanting to. My soul, so cynical. So you're a tough guy. Like it really rough guy. Just can't get enough guy. Chest always so puffed guy. I'm that bad type. Make your mama sad
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. I do what I want when I'm wanting to. My soul, so cynical. So you're a tough guy. Like it really rough guy. Just can't get enough guy. Chest always so puffed guy. I'm that bad type. Make your mama sad
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. I do what I want when I'm wanting to. My soul, so cynical. So you're a tough guy. Like it really rough guy. Just can't get enough guy. Chest always so puffed guy. I'm that bad type. Make your mama sad
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. I do what I want when I'm wanting to. My soul, so cynical. So you're a tough guy. Like it really rough guy. Just can't get enough guy. Chest always so puffed guy. I'm that bad type. Make your mama sad
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. I do what I want when I'm wanting to. My soul, so cynical. So you're a tough guy. Like it really rough guy. Just can't get enough guy. Chest always so puffed guy. I'm that bad type. Make your mama sad
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People will know when they see this show. The kind of a guy I am. They'll recognize just what I stand for and what I just can't stand. They'll perceive what I believe in. And what I know is true
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or please. I do what I want when I'm wanting to. My soul? So cynical. Chorus. So you're a tough guy. Like it really rough guy. Just can't get enough guy. Chest always so puffed guy. I'm that bad type
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You're the type of guy that can't control your girl. You try to buy her love with diamonds and pearls. I'm the type of guy that shows up on the scene. And gets the seven digits, you know the
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world famous feeling I feel I'm as corny as Kansas in August. I'm as normal as blueberry pie. No more a smart little girl with no heart. I have found me a wonderful guy I am a conventional dither
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There's a moment in my mind. I scribbled and erased a thousand times. Like a letter never written or sent These conversations with the dead. I used to be a sentimental guy. Now I'm haunted by the
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(Wm. Robinson/R. White) Nothing you could say. Could tear me away from my guy (My guy). Nothing you could do. 'Cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy. I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a
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(Wm. Robinson/R. White) Nothing you could say. Could tear me away from my guy (My guy). Nothing you could do. 'Cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy. I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a
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(Wm. Robinson/R. White) Nothing you could say. Could tear me away from my guy (My guy). Nothing you could do. 'Cause I'm stuck like glue to my guy. I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a
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do I throw myself into the night. . I'm on the outside. I don't fit into the groove. Now I ain't a bad guy. So tell me what am I trying to prove. . Why can't I cool out. Why don't I button my
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I'm a big big girl. In a big big world. It's not a big big thing if you leave me. But I do do feel that. I do do will miss you much. Miss you much. I can see the first leaf falling. It's all yellow
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When I was young I was the nicest guy I knew. I thought I was the chosen one. But time went by and I found out a thing or two. My shine wore off as time wore on I thought that I was living out the
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big. . You're dining at Twenty-one and watchin' your diet. Declining a Charlotte Russe, accepting a fig. When out of a clear blue sky, it's suddenly gal and guy. This could be the start of
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Can't you tell my love's a growing?. Can't you feel it, ain't it showing?. Well, you must be knowing. I got a big, big love. It's not the kind to be concealing. A just a kind to be revealing. It's
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Bài hát Big Wave - Pearl Jam. I used to be crustacean. In an underwater nation. And I surf in celebration. Of a billion adaptations Got me a big wave, ride me a big wave, got me a big wave. Got
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I'm a big big girl in a big big world . It's not a big big thing if you leave me . but I do do feel that I too too will miss you much . miss you much. . I can see the first leaf falling . it's all
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Yeah, Big Tymers, this what it's hitting for nigga this stunna. And fresh, we back Incomprehensible, please believe that bitch. Straight off the block nigga, this where it gets gangsta bitch. Big
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something big You're lunching at Twenty-One and watchin' your diet. Declining a Charlotte ruse, accepting a fig. When out of a clear blue sky, it's suddenly gal and guy. And this could be the start of
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Song Shy Guy - Diana king. I don't want no fly guy. I just want a shy guy. Thats what i want yey. You know what i want yey. Oh lord have mercy mercy mercy. Di man dem in a di party party party. Di
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Big boys Just one trick Till the sun comes back, I need a big boy hottie Makes his own heat with his big boy body For the next three months, skinny boys is dead Forget a six pack, I need the whole
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uckers. When the ting went quack-quack-quack, you man were ducking. Hold tight, Asnee (my brudda), he's got the pumpy (big ting). Hold tight, my man (my guy), he's got the frisbee. I trap, trap, trap on
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do I throw myself into the night. . I'm on the outside. I don't fit into the groove. Now I ain't a bad guy. So tell me what am I trying to prove. . Why can't I cool out. Why don't I button my
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day heartbreaking guy That night your love was true. The next day we were through. Your love was gone and you were moving on. And I was left to cry alone. What have I done to you, was it just fun to
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Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson. . Big money goes around the world. Big money underground. Big money got a mighty voice. Big money make no sound. Big money pull a
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. As long as you love, love, love, love me. As long as you love, love, love, love me. Big Sean. I don't know if this makes sense, but you're my hallelujah. Give me a time and place, and I'll rendezvous
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