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Marco. POLO!!!. Fish out of water!
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Round and round in. Polo Mint City. Isn't it pretty in. Polo Mint city Round and round in. Polo Mint City. Isn't it pretty in. Polo Mint City You took my breath away. You took my breath away
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Danny is my name, oh yes My name should be trouble. My name should be woe. For trouble and heartache. Is all that I know But Danny. Yes, Danny is my name. Oh, oh, oh yes, oh yes My life has been
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Oh, Danny boy. The pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen. And down the mountainside The summer's gone. And all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go. And I must bide But come
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Oh, Danny Boy. The pipes, the pipes are callin'. From Glen to Glen. And down the mountain side The summer's gone. And all the roses fallin'. It's you, it's you. Must go and I must bide Oh
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lookin up! Ow! New G shirt. Yellow Lamborghini. BBC shirt with a fresh pair of jeans. Black cars, spinnin' when I hit the mall. Ya can't catch me, I'm so ahead of y'all Marco Polo. Marco Polo. Marco
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there. why did i leave you there. with your long black kitty and your funky hair. why did i leave you there. see mr danny boy. did ya see mr danny boy. he's a rock top boxer just a bundle of joy
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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na na na na na na. It's too late, it's to late Danny was young boy. sitting at a table. playing with the dirty cards. hiding all the jokers, hitting all the aces. playing with the dirty cards It's
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,. 'Caus it's too easy to bruise. When you take your mark,. Danny with your aim,. Danny for my heart,. It's only pain. What does it prove,. Again and again?. Danny nobody wins. (1. 23). If it's
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Yeah yeah I told her (so cold). So I get a POLO. Urin neomu maneun geol nochyeo. Yeah yeah I'm a SONYUN. Yeah yeah I told her (so cold). So I get a POLO. Urin neomu maneun geol nochyeo. Yeah yeah I'm
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Song Danny Boy - Tony Bennett. Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go
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Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. But come
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Bing Crosby/John Scott Trotter Orchestra. . Written by Frederic E. Weatherly. . . Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountainside;. The summer's
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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide But
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Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, It's you, must go, and I must bide. But come
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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,. It's you, it's you must go and I must bide. But come
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Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone and all the roses dying. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bye But come ye back
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Oh, Danny Boy The Pipes, the pipes are calling. from glen to glen,and down the mountainside. the summer's gone and all the roses falling. Tis you, Tis you, must go and I must bide But Come ye back
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Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer's gone, and all the roses falling. It's you, It's you, must go, and I must bide. But come
