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, hey, hey, hey). Pop, pop, pop. (Hey, hey, hey, hey). Pop, pop, beobeulgachi teojyeo beorilji molla. Kkeutdo eopsi jeomjeom bupureo ga. Naege puk ppajin neoreul aesseo chamjin ma. Baby, eyes on me now
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Yeah, we just do our thang . Walk on da street babe. Walk on da street never stuck on da beat (x4). . 16 Typh. White T cùng dad hat. Graffiti dùng fat cap . 16 Brt. Hater thấy là khép nép . Shut up
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Bài hát Word On Street - Tyga. Intro. Word on the street I got gold bricks. Verse 1. Word on the street I got gold bricks. Put kinggold chains on yo bitch. Let'her cry for me, that’s hooty and a
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take us up, take us up, take us up), Jump on my pop rocket,. It's about to blow,. Going straight to the stars,. A-Away we go!. Gonna dance all night,. With the world below,. Ooh o-oh, ooh o-oh, ooh
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song On Green Dolphin Street - Tony Bennett. It seems like a dream, yet I know it happened. A man, a maid, a kiss, and then goodbye. Romance was the theme. And we were the players. I never think of
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Down. down. down. down. - Down. down. down. down. Down on the street. down. down on the street. down. Down on the street. down. down on the street. down. Down on the street. down
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found on. I could kiss the ground on Green Dolphin Street Lover, one lovely day. Love came, planning to stay. Green Dolphin Street supplied the setting. The setting for nights beyond forgetting. And
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. When I recall the love I found on. I could kiss the ground on Green Dolphin Street Lover, one lovely day. A love came planning to stay. Green Dolphin Street supplied the setting. The setting for
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I have often walked down this street before. But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high?. Knowing I'm on the street where you live Are there lilac
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I have often walked down this street before. But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high?. Knowing I'm on the street where you live Are there lilac
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I have often walked down this street before. But the pavements always been beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high. Knowing I'm on the street where you live. . Are there
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your fingerprints remain concrete And it's your face, I'm looking for. On every street A ladykiller, regulation tattoo. Silver spurs on his heels. Says, what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you
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On the Street Where You Live Artist Andy Williams (peak Billboard position # 28 in 1964). Words and Music by Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe. from the Broadway musical "My Fair Lady
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ti. ar. al. Love On A Two Way Street. I found love on a two way street. And lost it on a lonely highway. Love on a two way street. And lost it on a lonely highway. True love will never die. So I\'ve
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ti. ar. al. Love On A Two Way Street. I found love on a two way street. And lost it on a lonely highway. Love on a two way street. And lost it on a lonely highway. True love will never die. So I\'ve
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worry on the doorstep. Just direct your feet. To the sunny side of the street Can't you hear a pitter-pat?. And that happy tune is your step. Life can
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down on your knees. You're so hard to please. When you go down on your knees. You're so hard , down on mission street. God only knows how you can hurt her. When you know that's what you do. How
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Can anybody possibly,. Try to show me how we're connected,. The best of you's the worst of me,. Then you pull me down like a dead weight,. When every house on every street,. Seems to call my
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*** your coat and get you hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Just direct your feet. To the sunny side of the street Hear that pitter-pat. That's the happy sound of my feet. Life can be so
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Song Blood On Your Cool - Iggy Pop, The Trolls. Sun shinin' on my Rolls. Why living I don't know. Two-thirds habitual. One-third is ritual. How cool are the songs i sing. How cool is anything. Good
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Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat. Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, don't stop. Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat. Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat. Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, don't
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Street guys, walking, dancing. Sidewalk, music, hot thing. They got their boxes tuned into their favorite show. As they truck on down the road. Is that the radio. Yes that's the radio. Let it
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have often walked down this street before. But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I several stories high. Knowing I'm on the street where you live. . Are there lilac
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anymore. There's evil on Queen Street. Some evil up the road I saw the house in the dark. It seemed to say, "Come touch me. I've got a heart. Open the door to my soul" Climb to the top of my stairs
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Just direct your feet. On the sunny side of the street. . Can't you hear the pitter-pat. And that happy tune is your step
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Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang. Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang Ting a ling a ling. I hook it on up. Get on down. Now do your stuff. Come on Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang. Pop that
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Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang. Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang Ting a ling a ling. I hook it on up. Get on down. Now do your stuff. Come on Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang. Pop that
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*** your coat and *** your hat baby. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Just direct your feet. On the sunny side of the street Can't you hear that pitter-pat there?. That happy tune is yours
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Ooh, a working-class face glares back. At me from the glass and lurches, oh. Forgive me, on the street's I ran. Turned sickness into, popular song Streets of wet black holes. On roads you can
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, bottle tops. mini skirts,magazines. out on the street it's a living dream I came correct on my secret lives. I spoke the truth darlin' I looked into your eyes. you got uptight and onlookers started
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it everytime I go out. I always seem to get in trouble. I guess I made an impression on somebody. North of hester and south of grand. . And so in my small way. I'm a big man on Mulberry street
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much better than any other I know. And it keeps on growing, more and more. . Girl, can't you see?. You're the one, you're the one for me!. . Chorus. . Pop pop pop pop pop popsicle!. . Hey, hey
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Pop/kral Oh lord I got eggs on my plate. I got em damn right. I got four walls I live here. Hey I live here. Now this big jew-man uptown. He told me one day. He said, heh boy. You look at that
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sloppy. Can't break me I got me. You're grave stink I'm lofty. You're lady like lolli. Pop tramp on that jigaboo goddamn I'm so sick of you. I despise that * what I would never align me with. Feel
