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Bring it down, band. Now , I just came here tonight to say. I just wanna say. I just wanna say Merry Christmas, baby, you surely treat me nice. Merry Christmas, baby, you surely treat me nice. I
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out of the courage. . She said, please,. There's a crazy man standing outside my door. I live on the corner of a dead end street. At the end of the world. . Oh, and the rocks out in the heart
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. Where all the proud and elite folks meet. Heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street Basin Street is the street. Where the best folks always meet. In New Orleans, land of dreams. You'll never know how
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Bring it down, band. Now , I just came here tonight to say. I just wanna say. I just wanna say Merry Christmas, baby, you surely treat me nice. Merry Christmas, baby, you surely treat me nice. I
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us. That's where the light and the dark folks meet. A heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street Basin street is the street. Where the elite always meet. Out in New Orleans, the land of dreams
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Now won't you come along with me. To the Mississippi?. We'll take a trip to the land of dreams. Blowing down the river, down to New Orleans The band is there to meet us. Old friends to greet us
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Now won't you come along with me. To the Mississippi?. We'll take a trip to the land of dreams. Blowing down the river, down to New Orleans The band is there to meet us. Old friends to greet us
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us. That's where the light and the dark folks meet. A heaven on earth, they call it Basin Street Basin street is the street. Where the elite always meet. Out in New Orleans, the land of dreams
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Now won't you come along with me. To the Mississippi?. We'll take a trip to the land of dreams. Blowing down the river, down to New Orleans The band is there to meet us. Old friends to greet us
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summer's here and the time is right. For fighting in the street, boy. But what can a poor boy do. Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band. 'Cause in sleepy London town. There's just no place for a street
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Savoy sides presents a new saxophone sensation. It's Parker's band with a smooth style of syncopation. Kansas city born and growing, you won't believe what the boys are blowing. You got to come on
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He's a groovy swinging guy. With the rock and roll banjo band I got a sweet little guy. Who lives down the street. But nobody knows his name. Everybody was sad and feeling so bad. But that was
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Well, we were just another band out of Boston. On the road to try to make ends meet. Playin' all the bars, sleepin' in our cars. And we practiced right on out in the street No, we didn't have much
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Well, we were just another band out of Boston. On the road to try to make ends meet. Playin' all the bars, sleepin' in our cars. And we practiced right on out in the street No, we didn't have much
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Street guys, walking, dancing. Sidewalk, music, hot thing. They got their boxes tuned into their favorite show. As they truck on down the road. Is that the radio. Yes that's the radio. Let it
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Street boy. You've been out too long. Street boy. Ain't you got enough sense to go home. Street boy. You're gonna end up alone. You need some love and understanding. Not that dead-end life
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Where do all the hippies meet?. South Street, South Street. Where the dancin' is elite. South Street, South Street. . Alive by side we're loose and neat,. When we're stompin' down the street
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Song Lonely Street - Patsy Cline. I'm looking for that lonely street. I've got a sad, sad tale to tell. I need a place to go and weep. Where's this place called Lonely Street?. A place where
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Yeah, we just do our thang . Walk on da street babe. Walk on da street never stuck on da beat (x4). . 16 Typh. White T cùng dad hat. Graffiti dùng fat cap . 16 Brt. Hater thấy là khép nép . Shut up
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Minds alive on Friday Street. Summerflys around my feet. And we still stars are in my eyes. Mine's alive on Friday Street A pulse goes on, on Friday Street. Time seems longer against its beat
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Sometimes when I'm walking down this lonely street. Well, it sure don't seem like it's been twenty years. Since I went walking down this lonely street. And the smell of perfumed ladies filled the
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Chorus Lloyd. Ain't nothin' but the street life. That's money cars and hoes. It's the only life I chose. Street life, nothin' but the street life. They love they way I shine. This world is mine
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He had eyes of the poor wild and hungry. Stood outside of the store shy and clumsy. Saw an electric guitar he got hooked from the start. That's what it did. To the back street kid It's a
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delinquent in an East End gang And if you think you've seen gasoline. Burning in my eyes. Don't be alarmed, tell yourself it's good to be. It's good to be alive, oh Just another street kid on your tail
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Bài hát Lonely Street - Willie Nelson. I'm looking for that Lonely Street. I've got a sad, sad tale to tell. I need a place to go and weep. Where's this place called Lonely Street?. . A place
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Callin' out around the world. Are you ready for a brand new beat?. Summer's here and the time is right. For dancin' in the street (dancin’ in the street). . They're dancin' in Chicago (dancin
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Where's this place called Lonely Street? I'm looking for that Lonely Street. I've got a sad, sad tale to tell. I need a place to go and weep. Where's this place called Lonely Street? A place where
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I'm looking for that Lonely Street I've got a sad sad tale to tell. I need a place to go and weep where's this place called Lonely Street. A place where there's just loneliness where dim lights
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street rat. Nothing to offer. Street rat. Snake in the grass. Street rat. Steals another meal. Street rat. But it may be his last The look of desperation. Sure to bite the dust. His constant
