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strawberry girl. Christine-banana split lady. Christine-the strawberry girl. Christine-banana split lady. . Singing sweet savages lost in our world. This big eyed-girl sees her faces unfurl. Now's she's
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tongue is sharper than a switchblade. You've been tryna elevate my heart rate. But you can't scare me no more. Looking sweet but boy I know you sneaky. With trophies in your backseat. All the girls that
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in this here wasted life. it'll cut you down like a switchblade knife. can't see nowhere. don't know and I just don't care
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it swiftly disappear. Too many years of silence. Soon he's bound to reappear. . The Reaper. Is calling for you to come home. With the thrust of a switchblade. On the grip of a madman. And the
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Song Stop Bitching! - The 69 Eyes. Street hookers switchblade life. Cheap wines'n'high times. A one-night stand means love for me. Better not try to estrange me. You don't know my soul. I'm a man of
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high. Everythin' is so sweet. Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucy So take a ride with me off in the whip. I'll push the keys to you just let me. Your everythin' is so sweet. Like a peach
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high. Everythin' is so sweet. Like a peach, strawberry baby you're saucy So take a ride with me off in the whip. I'll push the keys to you just let me. Your everythin' is so sweet. Like a peach
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strawberry girl. Christine, banana split lady. Christine, the strawberry girl. Christine, banana split lady Singing sweet savages lost in our world. This big eyed girl sees her faces unfurl. Now's shes in
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. Ooh, Johnny too bad. One of these days,. You're going to make your woman cry,. 'Cause Johnny, you're so bad,. That's what they tell me about you. With you looking and sticking. Switchblade a
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. Ooh, Johnny too bad. One of these days,. You're going to make your woman cry,. 'Cause Johnny, you're so bad,. That's what they tell me about you. With you looking and sticking. Switchblade a
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. Get inside my * gold trans am. Your sweet ass mullet caught my eye. Now you got me jonesing for a moustache ride. Twenty bucks and a switchblade knife. American metal with a devil inside. Daisy
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. Get inside my * gold trans am. Your sweet ass mullet caught my eye. Now you got me jonesing for a moustache ride. Twenty bucks and a switchblade knife. American metal with a devil inside. Daisy
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Cry tough in the night. I'm high as a kite. Feeling my switchblade on my skin Checking every thing's right. I'm ready to fight. Ready to rumble through tonight Taking no prisoners baby. I got my
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tray, I don't need no hamburgers. No take away, I want my own game. No bacon steak, no strawberry milkshake, I wanna picnic. I'm sick, sick of things sized to be working down these lonely streets I
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Bài hát Adore You - Harry Styles. Walk in your rainbow paradise (Paradise). Strawberry lipstick state of mind (State of mind). I get so lost inside your eyes. Would you believe it?. You don't have to
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. Strawberry skies. Beat up Corvettes smelling of cigarettes. But time keeps on slipping. You make me feel like a teenager in love. And you make me feel like I'll be forever young. And I don't want no, nobody
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watched the strawberry fields. Dry up and wither away. And if you ask me to stay. You know that's where I will be. Don't wanna do that again. I'll never do that again. . You. You call me baby blue
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Girl in a uniform. Gray and white and crisp, clean. How can I live in your world. Of strawberry flowers and colorful hours Lovingly I dust all the dust on your shelf. Kiss the mirror clean
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. Love that country pie. . Raspberry, strawberry, lemon and lime. What do I care?. Blueberry, apple, cherry, pumpkin and plum. Call me for dinner, honey, I'll be there. . Saddle me up on my big
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Tennessee whiskey. You're as sweet as strawberry wine. You're as warm as a glass of brandy. And I stay stoned on your love all the time I looked for love in all the same old places. Found the bottom of
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Steady girl for the show, God versus God ringside. Littered with corpses, neither God can forgive. So the desert blooms strawberry cactus. Can you blame nature if she's had enough of us So it ends so it
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was a comfort to a pilot in a war. She said she had a superstar a long hard ride ago. He kicked his heels in strawberry fields and fell. Down on the show. Screamin' ah ah ah ah ah ah ah. Dark
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Bài hát Flash - Paul Williams. Blackberry blue. Strawberry sad. Give 'em flavors. And feelings. Don't hurt so bad. Rotten apple rude. What an attitude. Don't care. If the whole world. Thinks I'm mad
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Tennessee whiskey. Your as sweet as strawberry wine. Your as warm as a glass of brandy. And I stay stoned on your love all the time I look for love in all the same old places. Found the bottom of the
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Song Out Of My Mind(Album Version) - Vince Gill. . You've got legs just like a longneck bottle. And lips just like strawberry wine. You might be a lifetime of trouble. Still I can't get you out
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. Love that country pie. . Raspberry, strawberry, lemon and lime. What do I care?. Blueberry, apple, cherry, pumpkin and plum. Call me for dinner, honey, I'll be there. . Saddle me up on my big
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gun. . Steady girl for the show. God versus God ringside. Littered with corpses. Neither God can forgive. . So the desert blooms. Strawberry cactus. Can you blame nature. If she's had enough
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The Tangerine Wizard turns purple for Julie. . Mexican clowns are all dancing for Julie. Green bells on their ankles that peal out aloud. . Strawberry monkeys are smiling for Julie. With pearl
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gun. . Steady girl for the show. God versus God ringside. Littered with corpses. Neither God can forgive. . So the desert blooms. Strawberry cactus. Can you blame nature. If she's had enough
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too well. Switchblade on the edge of your wrist. Can I get a witness? (Witness). Cause agony brings no reward. For one more hit and one last score. Don't be a casualty, cut the cord. (Freedom, la la la
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with me A couple of the sound that I really like. Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike. I'm a juvenile product of the working class. Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass, oh
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with me A couple of the sound that I really like. Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike. I'm a juvenile product of the working class. Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass, oh