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he does, he's wrong Every mother's son. Better hear what I say. Every mother's son. Will rise and fall someday I've seen it happen so many times, so many times before. Some man's got so much money
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. It makes you try, just a little harder. There's a time, a lonely kind of time. When you know, you simply know That you just can't fake it A mother's son knows he never walks alone. No matter what
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But a woman can't be high-class in a lonely farmer's town. And the son of a poor man ain't gonna turn your head around. But if you ever get lonely you just pick up the telephone. And the son of a
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ain't no senator's son, son. It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,. Yeah!. . Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,. Lord, don't they help themselves, oh. But when the taxman
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She should have stayed away from friends. She should have had more time to spend. She should have died when she was born. She should have worn the crown of thorns. She should have been a son
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She should have stayed away from friends. She should have had more time to spend. She should have died when she was born. She should have worn the crown of thorns. She should have been a son
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tiSon Of A Gun. arNirvana. alIncesticide. Artist Nirvana. Album Incesticide. Title son of a gun. Up up up and down. Turn turn turnaround. Round round roundabout. And over again. Gun, gun, son of a
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nhìn sang chú ba "em chào anh Big Daddy ạ"!. Yeah. (Chim sơn ca ơi!). (Tối rồi gà không gáy nữa). (Và xin chào tất cả các anh, các chị. Các cô, các chú chim đang có mặt ở đây). (Và xin tự giới thiệu thì
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Bài hát Poupee De Cire, Poupe De Son - France Gall. Je suis une poupée de cire, une poupée de son. Mon cur est gravé dans mes chansons. Poupée de cire, poupée de son. Suis-je meilleure, suis-je pire
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Tonight my head is bowed in sorrow. I can't keep the tears from my eyes. My son calls another man daddy. The right to his love I've been denied My son calls another man daddy. He'll ne'er know my
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no senator's son. It ain't me, it ain't me. I’m no fortunate one. . Some folks are born silver spoon in hand. Lord, don't they help themselves. But when the taxman comes to the door. The house
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Woy! Desperation has return. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. Woy desperation has return over yonder. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so! Wild one, you are like the Prodigal Son yeah. And if
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Bài hát My Old Man’s Son - Eli Young Band. I know there something about me. I didn't know. I didn't see. Back when I tend to take for granted. The ones who made a man of me. That kid I was. He
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(JГ©rГґme Attal/Emmanuelle Cosso/Daran). . Moi, je veux tout et son contraire, les longs silences et les concerts. Maria Callas et Tom Sawyer, que les extras soient ordinaires. Soient ordinaires
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brightest Son. . No Michael. Not this time,. I've been waiting for oh so long. . No Michael,. Not this time,. I've been growing oh so strong. . Now in true glory. I'll rise again, ahh. . I've
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Song A Modern Day Prodigal Son - Brantley Gilbert. I set out one night in the fast lane bound for freedom. in a truck that daddy bought me. and money mom had saved for school I laid down all my
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ain't no senator's son, son. It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,. Yeah!. . Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,. Lord, don't they help themselves, oh. But when the taxman
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(John Hurley / Ronnie Wilkins). . Billy-Ray was a preacher's son. And when his daddy would visit he'd come along. When they gathered around and started talkin'. That's when Billy would take me
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ain't no senator's son, son. It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,. Yeah!. . Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,. Lord, don't they help themselves, oh. But when the taxman
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Aiyyo Jay yo Jay, check this out. I was born. Son of Byford, brother of Al. Bad as my mamma and Run's, my pal. It's McDaniels, not McDonald's. These rhymes are Darryl's, those burgers are
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Billy Ray was a preacher's son. And when his daddy would visit he'd come along. When they gathered around and started talkin'. That's when Billy would take me walkin'. Out through the back yard
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Billy Ray was a preacher's son. And when his daddy would visit he'd come along. When they gathered around and started talkin'. That's when Billy would take me walkin'. Out through the back yard
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Billy Ray was a preacher's son. And when his daddy would visit he'd come along. When they gathered around and started talkin'. That's when Billy would take me walkin'. Out through the back yard
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There ain't no love. (Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****). Like the love of a daddy. (Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son
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Mother couldn't love me. But that didn't stop me. From liking her, she was my mom. And I was no son of a bitch Daddy was a drunk. A most unpleasant man. Asleep on the floor, just inside the
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Steady girl on your feet. You and your wonderings. Bread can feed a few. So can some cartoons. . So it ends so it begins. I'm my father's son. Plant another seed of hate. In a trusting virgin
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Everybody's talking 'bout the seventh son. In the whole wide world, there's only one. I'm the one, yeah baby, I'm the one. I'm the one, I'm the one, the one they call seventh son. . I can tell
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Steady girl on your feet. You and your wonderings. Bread can feed a few. So can some cartoons. . So it ends so it begins. I'm my father's son. Plant another seed of hate. In a trusting virgin
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. When the room goes very quiet. And there's hatred in their eyes -. . You better give me the chance. I'll cut you down with a glance. Yeh, with my small axe - so help me,. Woodcutter's Son lyrics on
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Verse. Giữa đêm về không thấy em cười. Nghe tiếng chuông 12 phút không giờ . Niềm vui chưa hết mà giông đã đến. Bước đi mà chân cứ rã rời. Ôm lấy anh rồi em bỗng cất lời. Màu son hơi khác màu Chilli
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tên anh). Nuốt trôi sao được (khi cưng nghe ai hô vang tên anh, tên anh). Drop. Sơn Tùng M-TP (Sơn Tùng M-TP). M-TP (Sơn Tùng M-TP). Sơn Tùng M-TP (Sơn Tùng M-TP). M-TP, M-TP. Sơn Tùng M-TP (Sơn Tùng M
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Jesus had a son by Mary Magdalene and he rode the land like the man who. went before. young Jesus raised him loud, mother Mary raised him proud and he tracked. the men who laid his father down
