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vi'a. No jodemo' con persona' desconocía'. Ni un amigo nuevo, ni una hería'. Coro ROSALÍA & Travis Scott. Ni un amigo nuevo, ni una hería'. TKN, TKN, TKN. Ni un amigo nuevo, ni una hería'. TKN, TKN. Ni
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and lily. Or your silly French accent. All but forgotten. About those eyes. The shade of green that if he'd seen would make F. Scott Fitzgerald cry. But I won't. Break down at two A. M. and call
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Verse 1 Calum Scott. I used to count the stars in the sky. Now I count the ones in your eyes. I used to think that my paradise. Was somewhere waiting on the other side. But you, ooh-ooh. Take me
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Bài hát Goosebump - Travis Scott, Kendrick Lamar. Intro Travis Scott. Yeah. 730 in the night. Ooooh ooh. Hook Travis Scott. I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah. You ease
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Song Good Morning Heartache - Ella Fitzgerald. Good morning heartache. You old gloomy sight. Good morning heartache. Thought we said goodbye last night. I turned and tossed until it seems you have
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Love Is Here To Stay - Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong. (Louis). Its very clear, our love is here to stay. Not for a year, but forever and a day. The radio and the telephone,. And the movies that we
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Verse 1 Jamie Scott. Light 'em up, light 'em up. Tell me where you are, tell me where you are. The summer nights, the bright lights. And the shooting stars, they break my heart. Pre-Chorus 1 Jamie
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'). Just another broke ho just preachin' for thеse bands (Just another ho). And I know I'm due for a billion-dollar advancе (Uh-huh). Chorus Travis Scott & Future. I can see the future, I can see the future
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Verse 1 Jamie Scott. Light 'em up, light 'em up. Tell me where you are, tell me where you are. The summer nights, the bright lights. And the shooting stars, they break my heart. Pre-Chorus 1 Jamie
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words and music by Ella Fitzgerald and Van Alexander. A-tisket a-tasket. A green-and-yellow basket. I bought a basket for my mommie. On the way I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it. Yes, on
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words and music by Ella Fitzgerald and Van Alexander. A-tisket a-tasket. A green-and-yellow basket. I bought a basket for my mommie. On the way I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it. Yes, on
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I Got A Guy. Chick Webb & his Orchestra. v_Ella Fitzgerald (1937). . I got a guy. He don't dress me in sable. He looks nothing like Gable. But he's mine. And I think he's too divine. I got a
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Yesterdays. Yesterdays. Days I knew as happy sweet. Sequestered days Olden days. Golden days. Days of mad romance and love Then gay youth was mine, truth was mine. Joyous free and flaming life.
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Ev'ry time I see a puppy upon a summer's day. A puppy dog at play, my heart is filled with envy. That's because my heart is yearning to pass the time away. Like that pup 'cause I'm all fed up and t
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The evening breeze. Caressed the trees, tenderly. The trembling trees. Embraced the breeze, tenderly Then you and I. Came wandering by. And lost in a sigh. Were we The shore was kissed. By sea
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People, people who need people. Are the luckiest people in the world. . We’re children needing other children. And yet letting our grown-up pride. Hide all the need inside. Acting more like chil
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