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' bullfrog. Free as a feeling in the wind. Home grown country girl. Gonna give me a whirl. On a Tennessee Saturday night. Lucky as a seven. Livin' in Heaven. With my dixieland delight Spend my dollar
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' bullfrog. Free as a feeling in the wind. Home grown country girl. Gonna give me a whirl. On a Tennessee Saturday night. Lucky as a seven. Livin' in Heaven. With my dixieland delight Spend my dollar
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he lost his sticks. The cornet player hit a note that's flat. The tromboner hit him while the poor cat sat Do the Dixieland rock. Well, the Dixieland rock. Let your hair down sugar, shake it free
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Seven days can be a long. Long time my friend. When you dream about the cold black chair. With straps for both your hands If you wonder what it's like. To know your life will soon be gone. Your
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not his day'. If it isn't Thursday anymore, it must be Friday I can't wait until I maybe. Get off work and see my baby One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend. One, two, three, four, five
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not his day'. If it isn't Thursday anymore, it must be Friday I can't wait until I maybe. Get off work and see my baby One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend. One, two, three, four, five
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. The rain is falling. The rain is falling now. Today we’re leaving. Our souls are calling now. The stars on his right. Holding seven right now. The rain is falling. The rain is falling now. Can I be
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the battle stopped and the smoke cleared. There was thunder from the throne. And seven spanish angels, took another. Angel home She reached down and picked the gun up. That lay smokin in his hand
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in a week you're gettin' married, I got Seven whole days and seven whole nights. It's not much time to make you mine. Knowin' that girl should be here with me. I can't deny, my love I can't hide
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I forgot what my father said. I forgot what he said. I forgot what my mother said. As we laid on your bed A city full of flowers. A city full of rain. I got seven days to live my life. Or seven
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Old Reilly stole a stallion. But they caught him and they brought him back. And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground. With an iron chain around his neck. . Old Reilly's daughter got a
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denominator You see, all the characters in the big chief's stories. Were named after the seven little Indians. And like I said, in his stories everything. Always worked out for the better And now as I'm
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Seven trumpets. The sound of thunder!. Seven trumpets. The threatening anger!. Seven trumpets. The trembling voice!. Seven trumpets. You got no choice!. Seven trumpets. The seven angels
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his troubadours. And with a smile. I will take you to the seven seas of Rhye
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cries. I challenge the mighty titan and his troubadours. And with a smile I'll take you to the seven seas of rhye. . Oh I do like to be beside the seaside. Oh I do like to be beside the sea. Where
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lovin' you right). Seven days a week. (Big Latto). Verse 3 Latto, Jung Kook. Tightly take control, tightly take his soul. Take your phone and put it in the camera roll (Uh). Leave them clothes at the door
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if that's enough?. Just shut the * up and tell me bit by bit, 'cause all I can see is his hand grabbing a tit. I do one four seven one the minute I get in and if your number's not there your stuff
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cries. I challenge the mighty titan and his troubadours. And with a smile I'll take you to the seven seas of rhye. . Oh I do like to be beside the seaside. Oh I do like to be beside the sea. Where
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cries. I challenge the mighty titan and his troubadours. And with a smile I'll take you to the seven seas of rhye. . Oh I do like to be beside the seaside. Oh I do like to be beside the sea. Where
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cries. I challenge the mighty titan and his troubadours. And with a smile I'll take you to the seven seas of rhye. . Oh I do like to be beside the seaside. Oh I do like to be beside the sea. Where
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tiSeven Days. arSting. alTen Summoner's Tales. Artist Sting. Album Ten Summoner's Tales. Title Seven Days. By Edison. Seven days, was all she wrote. A kind of ultimatum note, she gave to me. She gave
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lovin' you right). Seven days a week. (Big Latto). Verse 3 Latto, Jung Kook. Tightly take control, tightly take his soul. Take your phone and put it in the camera roll (Uh). Leave them clothes at the door
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One day. We'll find the time. To spend, together. Until then. My love If I had one wish. It wouldn't be hard to choose. Seven Sundays in a row. 'Cause that's the day that I spend with you
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cries. I challenge the mighty titan and his troubadours. And with a smile I'll take you to the seven seas of rhye. . Oh I do like to be beside the seaside. Oh I do like to be beside the sea. Where
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Four hundred years back in this time. Seven Doors Hotel. A massacre took place and a young man died. Opened one gate to Hell. The Eibon is open. Use your eyes to read and learn. In the end it