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away from here. Far away, I'm far away from here. Lonely is the bird. Boot camp
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Click, Click, Click, Click. Artist Bishop Allen. Album The Broken String. Lyrics. I had ducked out of the rain. Into Maria's wedding day. And I sat there with her friends. And with her family. And I
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dich heute holen. Wir segeln auf mei'm boot. Und dieses mal raus aufs offene meer. Damals wars ein "nein". Mein segel dir zu klein. Doch das alte boot gibt es nicht mehr. Babe, ich komm dich heute holen
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' shots, the * out of here. Oh man homey, hate to do you like this. Oh man homey, when the tooley go click, click, click We ain't lickin' niggaz, we ain't bustin' shots in the air. No warnin' shots
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Click, click, click, flash. (You, you, you beautiful, baby). Click, click, click, flash. (You, you, you beautiful, baby) I know you probably think a girl. Like me is oh, so vain. Because I love
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). Let me take a mental shot of this moment (moment)Yeah. Oooh baby drop(drop) everything ya doing right now and just hold it. (Hold it). . Click Click Click. . Pose for Me, Pose for Me, come on and
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Song Boot Scootin' Boogie - Brooks, Dunn. Out in the country. Past the city limits sign. Well there's a honky tonk. Near the county line. The joint starts jumpin' every night. When the sun goes down
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Song Boot Scootin' Boogie - Brooks, Dunn. Out in the country. Past the city limits sign. Well there's a honky tonk. Near the county line. The joint starts jumpin' every night. When the sun goes down
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(Uncle Ernie) Good morning campers!. I'm your Uncle Ernie,. And I welcome you to Tommy's Holiday Camp!. The camp with a differance. Never mind the weather. When you come to Tommy's,. The
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I must obey the rules. I must be tame and cool. No staring at the clouds. I must stay on the ground. In clusters of the mice. The smoke is in our eyes. Like babies on display. Like angels in a
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incinerator. . We're never going to end up in the furnace of a fema camp. Burning in the furnace, furnace of a fema camp. Fema camp. . There's an Amtrak rail leading to the siding. Where a turnstile
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night. I'll stay in but that's all right. 'Cause I have found a click. To call my own in-crowd. Out-crowd. I don't care your crowd. My crowd. We can't share. 'Cause I have found. A click to call
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I was taught only reach for the heat if you busting. So when lift this shirt that's the end of discussion. Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear nothing. Click clack motherfuckers, I
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' though, don't quit. Game related, comin' from the fuckin' click Now that I made the major leagues. Pushin' big KI's. Niggas from my block ain't tryin' to see me. I came up too fast for them punks hoes
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. Inseutageuraem pideuui sokdoreul jjocca. Algo sipeo neoui tmi. Eonje ollaona neoui selpiga. Seolleim kyeodun chae jameul ja. Allameun neoro chungbunhanikka. (Click, click). Maeil bammada. Click on you. Bogosipeo
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Bài hát Click - Claris. Kioku ga hiraku oto . Kikitaikara . Kimi ni sashidasou . A~a kon'nanimo . Taisetsuna omoi mo . Toki no suna ga ōi kakushite . Aimai ni shite shimaukeredo . Unmei nante kotoba
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ti 2 Bad (Refugee Camp Mix). ar Michael Jackson. al Blood On The Dance Floor / HIStory In The Mix. 2 Bad (Refugee Camp Mix). Michael Jackson. music by Bruce Swedien, Rene Moore & Dallas Austin. Right
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imagination. All this, I seek,. I find I push the envelope to the line,. Make it, break it, take it. Until I'm overrated. Click, click boom. I'm coming down on the stereo,. Hear me on the radio,. Click
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Yeah. It's Your boy Barron. Yo. And the place to be. It's crazy. Come rock with me!. Couldn't wait to leave,. But now I hate to go. Last day of camp, . Packing my bags slow. Made so many friends
