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think twice. Yeah. Well why do you think they call me Jessie James? So much trouble. You better stay away!. *** your hat. Better get gone. But if you stay. You've been warned!. . I'm a bullet n
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ti. ar. al. Artist James Morrison. Album Undiscovered. Title The Last Goodbye. I don't believe you. And I never will,. Oh I can't live by your side. with the lies you've tried to instil,. I can't
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tiGet To You. arJames Morrison. al. James Morrison - Get To You. So close to midnight. Under the streetlights. Leaving behind what I don’t need. I’ve walked like a blind man. and my eyes are open
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J-J-J-J-James Hype. Good luck, good luck finding someone like me. Stop, you're not listening. You haven't heard a single word. I know you've been missing me. But when you left, you left me hurt. Shut
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James Ingram "Yah Mo B There". . Verse. Heavenly Father watchin' us fall. We take from each other and give nothing at all. Well, it's a doggone shame. But never too late for change. So, if
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James. We were always friends,. From our childhood days. And we made our plans,. And we had to go our seperate ways. I went on the road-. You pursued an education. . James. Do you like your
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You always said I wouldn't stay. I guess you saw the way before it all began. I've always been a changin' train. And when you think on this you might forgive me then. Thanks for Chicago Mr James
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The star of the show. Hardworking Mr. Dynamite. James Brown, Brown, Brown Yo, I don't mean to brag, there's the tag. Brown got a brand new bag. Shining star up to par, bars guitars. So far so
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The star of the show. Hardworking Mr. Dynamite. James Brown, Brown, Brown Yo, I don't mean to brag, there's the tag. Brown got a brand new bag. Shining star up to par, bars guitars. So far so
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mean I'm going on Millie. How much longer could ya go?. My mind can only be described as unhealthy. No, I wasn't made in Chelsea. I'm just living there and lowering the tone Hook James Craise. I
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count and you know you're gonna lose it. Tonight you're gonna go down in flames just like Jesse James. You're an outlaw lover and I'm after your hide. Well you ain't so strong. Won't be long till your
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ghetto. Tell him James Brown sent you, huh. And go straight to the ghetto You know that I know what you will see. 'Cause that was once me Hit it! Hit it!. You see mothers. And soul brothers Santa
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It's been A long, long time. Bing Crosby with Les Paul/Harry James. Words by Sammy Cahn, music by Jule Styne. . Peaked at # 1 in 1945. Competing versions charted that year by Harry James (#1
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Never trust the stars. When you're about to fall in love. Look for hidden signs before you start to sigh Never trust the moon. When you're about to taste his kiss. He knows all the lines and he kn
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