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me tight. Lie still, close your eyes, girl. So lovely, it feels so right I want to hold you close. Soft breath, beating heart. As I whisper in your ear. I want to * tear you apart Then he
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Song Barbeque - Robert Earl Keen. Ooh, when I was a little boy, only one or two. First thing I did enjoy was a plate of barbecue . Barbecue, sliced beef and bread. Ribs and sausage and a cold big
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Give Up The Funk. (Tear The Roof Off The Sucker)". Tear the roof off, we're gonna tear the roof off the mother, sucker. Tear the roof off the sucker. (x4). You've got a real type of thing going
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. Yo, yo tear the roof off. Yo, yo tear the roof off. Back off, don't make me shoot y'all. You don't want to * with us. You don't Verse 2. Method Man. I get scanned, rip sand. With this stick
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it in my heart to say. Gonna shed a tear for you today. For love, love I gave away, I gave away You've been making those eyes again. Down in the city and up in your ivory tower. One day soon you're
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Satan, your kingdom must come down. Satan, your kingdom must come down. I heard the voice of Jesus say. Satan, your kingdom must come down I'm gonna pray until they tear your kingdom down. Pray
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Hey. Look at the way she's wavin' her sail. It's a wondrous sight to see. People hurry on down from every town. Have a look at the Robert E. Lee. Proud and strong and made to be free. Can't go
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pressed against me tight. Lie still, and close your eyes girl. So lovely, it feels so right. . I want to hold you close. Soft breasts, beating heart. As I whisper in your ear. I want to * tear
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I'm gonna write a tear stained letter,. I'm gonna mail it straight to you. I'm gonna bring back to your mind,. What you said about always being true. Bout our secret hiding places;. Being daily
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Robert's appearance is something to behold. Dressed in the finest of store bought clothes. My mamma sews my clothes cause I'm just a poor girl. But Robert is as real as his daddies gold Robert
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After the last tear falls. After the last secret's told. After the last bullet tears through flesh and bone. After the last child starves. And the last girl walks the boulevard. After the last
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Bài hát Tear Down These Walls - Kaskade, Tamra Keenan. I see you wage a war in your heart. Lit like an inferno. You can't stop once you press start. Falling like a domino. You're fired up, you're
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By Robert Johnson. Recording of November 27, 1936. San Antonio, Texas. . I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the lord above
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Song Rich Woman - Robert Plant, Alison Krauss. I got a woman with plenty of money. She got the money and I got the honey. Called my baby late last night. She told me daddy everything was all right
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Kind hearted woman blues. Robert Johnson. I got a kind hearted woman. Do anything in this world for me. I got a kind hearted woman. Do anything in this world for me. But these evil-hearted
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By Robert Johnson. Recording of November 27, 1936. San Antonio, Texas. . I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the lord above
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Kind hearted woman blues. Robert Johnson. I got a kind hearted woman. Do anything in this world for me. I got a kind hearted woman. Do anything in this world for me. But these evil-hearted
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to be. Oh, I want to share your . Oh, simple simple sunrise. You make the sun rise in my heart. I still don't know why. Ah, why you tear me apart, why you tear me apart. Hey Jane, what you're
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had lost what should have been found And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford. I'm low as a paid assassin is. You know I'm cold as a hired sword. I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up. You
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. G#m ebm g#m ebm. I'm gonna tear your playhouse down, pretty soon. I'm gonna tear your playhouse down, room by room You think love is just fun and games, trying to be a playgirl. All you do is run
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. G#m ebm g#m ebm. I'm gonna tear your playhouse down, pretty soon. I'm gonna tear your playhouse down, room by room You think love is just fun and games, trying to be a playgirl. All you do is run
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Song I Gotta Go(Album Version) - Robert Earl Keen. Ain't got time to shoot the breeze, got no time to blow. Excuse me mister if you please, I gotta go. Born one mornin' on the day of the dead in a
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Song I Gotta Go(Album Version) - Robert Earl Keen. Ain't got time to shoot the breeze, got no time to blow. Excuse me mister if you please, I gotta go. Born one mornin' on the day of the dead in a
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Fallin'. By Robert Klein. Original Artist. . I'm afraid to fly. And I don't know why. I'm jealous of the people the who are not afraid to die. It's just that I recall. Back when I was small
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robe en dentelle. Et moi j'avais choisi mes bell' bretelles. Mais au moment d'partir, ma m? Re m'appelle. . Robert. Robert. O? Est-il donc pass?. Robert. Robert. Faut rentrer te coucher
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respect we had to tear this muthafucka up Make it rough I gotta Mac10 for Officer Wynd. Damn, his devil ass need to be shipped back to Kansas. in a casket, crew cut faggot. Now he ain't nothin but food
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What a surprise when we turn into lovers. The tables turn on us. All those sweet lies, tear away the covers And now we know not to underestimate. What hearts can do. You keep an eye on me. Ill keep
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(Dolly Parton) Dr. Robert F. Thomas. May his name forever stand. Dr. Robert F. Thomas. Was a mighty, mighty man. And he enriched the lives. Of everyone that ever knew him. And in my song I
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Song I'M Comin' Home - Robert Earl Keen. Packed my suitcase, I racked my brain. Bought a ticket on the late night train. Took a taxi through the pourin' rain. I'm comin' home to you Flew from
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Song Think It Over One Time - Robert Earl Keen. You say you're clearing out, the devil's in your eyes. No time to walk, no time to talk, no time for long goodbyes. The ticket's in your hand, you've
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Night Patrol. By Robert Cray. . See him huddled in the shadows, sleepin' on his cardboard bed. Usin' rags for a pillow, where he lays his unwashed head. His blankets old newspapers, they're not
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Song Paint The Town Beige(Album Version) . Singer Robert Earl Keen. I gave up the fast lane for a blacktop county road. Just burned out on all that talk about Incomprehensible. I traded for a
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do you?. . Tear off your own head. Tear off your own head. It's a doll revolution. . You can bat your lashes. You can cut your strings. You can pull his hair with your moveable fingers. It
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1. There's a tear in my beer. Cause I'm cryin for you,. Dear you are on my lonely mind. Into these last nine beers. I have she'd a million tears. You are on my lonely mind. I'm gonna keep on
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Well, You've heard about the alligators sleepin' in the shade. You've heard heard about the sugar barons screwin' up the 'glades,. It's a melting pot existence. That is hard to contemplate. And a
