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, we're badder than bad. Shine, shine your light. Yes, we're badder than bad Him a floating like a butterfly, the hurdling man. Yes, me a chat about Colin Jackson. The crowd is roaring, Ian Wright
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me and Colin where the weed is grey next door in New Orleans Louisa state and i feel it with my brothers it ain't Jesus state and the D with Bizzare and then me news display. I head to Misisipi we're
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about Colin Jackson. The crowd is roaring, Ian Wright scoring. Boogie man a fe the mighty champion fe we (ooh ooh ooh). . (BRIDGE). (Shine), shine like a star (ah-ha). Shining so bright (ah-ha) like
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(ian hunter/darrell bath/honest john plain) (transcribed by colin ford) Oh!!. Well I climbed through the fence, out with the (? ), head for the river plate(? ). The river's not tame, heat in the
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(darrell bath) (transcribed by colin ford) A thousand pin-up girls to stepney to bombay. Take me to fancy restaurants to be amongst the (? ). And all the blue-eyed gals of 6 foot 3. Are gonna
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Song You Got To Me - The Wolfe Brothers. Everywhere I’ve been’s a dead end road. Like an old love story that I’ve never know. But you got to me. You got to me. I was never alone. But always alone. No
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Look'a here. This how we gon' do this. Hook up the turntables. Wolfe, get on the keyboard. And we gon' run it, ya heard Cash money. Cash money. Cash money. Cash money Now let me slide in the
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Mannie fresh Talking (Lil' Wayne). Look'a here. (Umm-hmm. ). This how we gon' do this. Hook up the turntables,. Wolfe, get on the keyboard. And we gon' run it, ya heard. . Mannie, baby
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Song You Got To Me - The Wolfe Brothers. Everywhere I’ve been’s a dead end road. Like an old love story that I’ve never know. But you got to me. You got to me. I was never alone. But always alone. No
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(Go). And then they (21st century schizoid man). Colin Powells, Austin Powers. Lost in translation with a whole f-ckin' nation. They say I was the obamanation (abomination) of Obama's nation. Well
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Songwriters MACLEOD, COLIN DAVID. When I look out my window,. Many sights to see. And when I look in my window,. So many different people to be. That it's strange, so strange. You've got to pick up
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San Fran. who wants to cross routes with me. Like a young Colin Kaepernick. Treat the money like a lateral, I'm passing it. 'Cause my family's number one, never put 'em number two. Trying to buy a
