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Hook. Hopin’ that they write songs about me. Hopin’ that they write songs about me. Hopin’ that they write songs about me. When I’m gone. . Tell me that you will sing about me. Tell me that
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. Crumbs fall out of the sky, when you wander by. The dust clouds blow when nobody's home Oh! Won't you lay my bags. Upon the funeral fire and sing it again? Oh! Won't you lay my bags. Upon the funeral
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I wanta sing. About the things that make me happy. I wanta sing. About my brother and my mother and my sister and my pappy I wanta sing. About the things that make me happy. But most of all. I
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There is a tale that the Island people tell. Don't care if it is true 'cause I love it so well. Jolly Mon sing for his supper every night. The people fed him well 'cause he treated them so right
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There is a tale that the Island people tell. Don't care if it is true 'cause I love it so well. Jolly Mon sing for his supper every night. The people fed him well 'cause he treated them so right
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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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If you go walking you best follow me. Cause I'll show you something that you won't believe. I'll make you love me the next time we meet on the sunny side of the street. Tchu tchu tchu ru, tchu
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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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Bài hát The Street Parade - The Clash. When I was waiting for your phone call. The one that never came. Like a man about to burst. I was dying of thirst Though I will never fade. Or get lost in
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Song Repeat (UK) - Manic Street Preachers. London, England, consider yourselves warned. . Repeat after me. Death sentence heritage. Repeat after me. Death camp palace. . Repeat after me
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street rat. Nothing to offer. Street rat. Snake in the grass. Street rat. Steals another meal. Street rat. But it maybe his last The look of desperation. Sure to bite the dust. His constant
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Way down south in Louisiana, up under the Delta heat, child. There's an old boy plays an electric guitar right off Rampart Street Sometimes a Go-Go girl come in with him, she be shakin' out a Mojo
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we're walking down the street of dreams The dead beats and the dispossesed. The seekers of unlikeliness. The beauty walk on and on. With the beast tomight (chorus) Down the street of dreams. We walk
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. And join the street parade It's not too hard to cry. In these crying times. I'll take my broken heart. And take it home in parts But I will never fade. Or get lost in this daze. Though I will
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Way down south in Louisiana, up under the Delta heat, child. There's an old boy plays an electric guitar right off Rampart Street Sometimes a Go-Go girl come in with him, she be shakin' out a Mojo
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I hardly ever sing beer drinking songs. And when they play them cheatin' tunes, I never sing along. I never ever sing the blues I've forgotten, born to lose. And I hardly ever sing beer drinking
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Sweet talkin' Johnny push a John quicker than he spit. Street walkin' tin with a crooked crown waitin' for it. There she goes. She born in Boston but the Amtrak took her away. She lives in
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you leave me. And all I can do is. Sing this song to you. Coz baby I'm just so in love with you. . Lovesick. You know I'm trying not to get my mind sick. Of you coz girl I really wanna do it to
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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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Basin Street, Basin Street. That's the place where my friends all meet. Down in New Orleans, in that land of dreams. And you don't know how nice it seems. . It's dear to me, yes-sirree. And
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Hark the herald angels sing. "Glory to the newborn King". Peace on earth and mercy mild. God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic host
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. All the vows I had were gone. And there's one small favour I'll ask. Before you ramble on. . Let me sing a tune if you come around to see me. Let me sing a song if you stop by to say hello. Baby
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. When life takes you under So, sing for the common man. A song for the common man. He paid for the song with the sweat of his brow. He will survive, he will survive You may not know my mother. My
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. When life takes you under So, sing for the common man. A song for the common man. He paid for the song with the sweat of his brow. He will survive, he will survive You may not know my mother. My
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Winding your way down on Baker Street. Light in your head and dead on your feet. Well another crazy day, you'll drink the night away. And forget about everything This city desert makes you feel so
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You've got my lost brother's soul. My dear mother's eyes. A brown horse's mane. And my uncle's name. You walked me down 14th Street. For the doctor to meet after thoughts of the grave. In the
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Bài hát Sing Me To Sleep (Deficio Remix) - Alan Walker. Wait a second, let me catch my breath. Remind me how it feels to hear your voice. Your lips are movin', I can't hear a thing. Livin' life as if
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ever hear the robins sing. Do you hear the robins singing in the springtime. While a mockingbird sings his happy song. Is all the beauty in your world this artificial thing. Do you ever ever hear the
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Babababoo. Babababoo. If I could sing like Bing. How happy I would be. Babababoo. If I could sing like Bing. Perhaps you'd go for me. Babababoo. Babababoo. Now everyone agrees. That Bing's
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Hark the Herald angels sing. Glory to the new born King. Peace on earth and mercy mild. God and sinners reconciled Joyful all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic host
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I had so many problems. And then I got me a Walkman. I really liked it a lot and. They walked right in and they solved them. They walked right in and they solved them I heard Ramona sing. And I
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Hark! The herald angels sing. Glory to the new born King. Peace on earth and mercy mild. God and sinners reconciled Joyful all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With the angelic
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Sometimes I sit and I dream on for hours. Sometimes my hours they turn into days. I dream of a girl I once knew as a schoolboy. She is the one who could sing me away. But she is a long ways away
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I gotta right to sing the blues. I gotta right to moan inside. I gotta right to sit and cry. Down around the river A certain man in this little town. Keeps draggin' my poor heart around. All I
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Song Removables - Manic Street Preachers. Conscience binds you in chains. Trail by stone hammer and nails. No one made the holes but me. Misery mourns, to be devoured Killed God, blood, soiled
