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    beneath the blue waves. I'll crawl the sandy bottom of Puget Sound. And construct a summer home. Hello Seattle, I am the crescent moon. Shining down on your face. I will disguise myself as a sleeping pill
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    morning dew Holy Spirit rain like Seattle. Overtake my life like a flood. Like California, shake what's not like You. I just want a heart like Yours Just like a painter has. Some colors and a brush
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    manterey. Deep beneath the blue waves. I'll crawl the sandy bottom of Puget Sound. And construct a summer home. Hello Seattle, I am the crescent moon. Shining down on your face. I will disguise myself as a
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    . Oh, we can't be torn apart. We are linked together. Forged in fire forever. We are linked together, together. Beat-Bass - Jim Yosef. Anna Yvette. Past the rings of saturn. Across the milky way. Where
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    spoon Buckeye Jim, you can't go. Go weave and spin, you can't go. Buckeye Jim Way down yonder in a wooden trough. An old woman died of the whoopin' cough Buckeye Jim, you can't go. Go weave and spin
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    It was on an Indiana farm, in the middle of the country. Growin' in the fields of grain, Jim Dean of Indiana. His mother died when he was a boy, his father was a stranger. Marcus Winslow took him
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    your girl's name. That's very funny. Cause my girl's was the same. . Is her last name Jones. From the West end of town. Yeah, thanks a lot, Jim. See you around. . (Goodbye, Jim). (Goodbye, Jim)
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    a manta ray. Deep beneath the blue waves. I'll crawl the sandy bottom of Puget Sound. And construct a summer home. . Hello Seattle,
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    a manta ray. Deep beneath the blue waves. I'll crawl the sandy bottom of Puget Sound. And construct a summer home. . Hello Seattle,
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    LOVE OF MY LIFE . ( JIM BRICKMAN ) . I am amazed . When I look at you . I see you smiling back at me . It's like all my dreams come true . I am afraid . If I lost you girl . I'd fall through the
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    tiFrances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle. arNirvana. alIn Utero. Artist Nirvana. Album In Utero. Title Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle. It's so relieving. To know that you're
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    minstrel show. You can call it what you want to. But it's still Jim Crow Jim's probably laying in this morning. Hummin' as he sleeps. Feeling the glow of another man's woman. As she lies beneath his
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    The bluest skies you've ever seen are in Seattle. And the hills the greenest green, in Seattle. Like a beautiful child, growing up, free an' wild Full of hopes an' full of fears, full of laughter
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    Song Oh Boy - Jim McNaught. All of my love, all of my kissin'. You don't know what you've been missin', oh boy! (Oh boy!). When you're with me, oh boy! (Oh boy!). The world can see that you were
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    ). You've got a monster (divorce) in your parasol (of course). You've got a monster (displeasure) in your parasol (my treasure). You've got a monster (your pain) in your parasol (drives me insane). Paul's
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    Jim, doesn't ever bring me pretty flowers. Jim, never tries to cheer my lonely hours. Don't know why I'm so crazy for Jim Jim, never tells me, I'm his heart's desire. I've never seem to set his
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    Take one fresh and tender kiss. Add one stolen night of bliss. One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy Memories are made of this Don't forget a small moonbeam. Folded lightly with a dream. Your
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    Take one fresh and tender kiss. Add one stolen night of bliss. One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy Memories are made of this Don't forget a small moonbeam. Folded lightly with a dream. Your