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Apple Is A - T-ARA. Hey, Apple is A+. . Baby. l love you. . Bring Bring Bring . T A R A Apple . T A R A Apple . Dalkom dalkomae jjali jjalitae . Banjjak banjjak nuni busin neo . Dugeun dugeun
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Bài hát Don't Sit Under The Apple Tree - Glenn Miller, His Orchestra. Don't sit under the apple tree (with Anyone Else but Me). Glenn Miller. {male vocals}. Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone
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a tootsie. Roll around make me get loosy. Watch me now, watch me now Chorus. Like I move it up and down. Like I make that thing a round. Like I bossy, jurckin', rollin', bourked. My big apple
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I wrote my mother. I wrote my father. And now I'm writing you too. I'm sure of mother. I'm sure of father. Now I wanna be sure of you Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Underneath that tree. There's just gonna be you and me. Underneath that apple suckling tree, oh yeah Old man down
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dark brown eyes. Just standing in her light. Remembered love again that night. . Bitter apple take a bite. (It's kind of wonderful). Fallen star you're mine tonight. (Strange but beautiful
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Bài hát Little Apple - T-ara, Chopsticks Brothers. 첫눈에 난 반했어. Cheotnune nan banhaesseo. 나는 빠져버렸어 사랑이란 이런걸까. Naneun ppajyeobeoryeosseo sarangiran ireongeolkka. 너에게 난 다가가. Neoege nan dagaga. 확 말하고 싶어져
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club neighborhood. She was over there looking so damn good. And I was feeling every bit of my side of the tracks. But she took care of that. when she pulled out that moon shine. Tasted like an apple
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fast. Sittin' high up on yo back. What the f&*() did they feed ya?. Clap clap, make it clap. Lights on, lights off. Make it clap. Yeah. Make it clap . My name ain't Apple. But they call me the Mac
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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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not. I'm falling down and I can't stop Let's go down to the apple tree. Naive as Adam and Eve. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh. Let's go down to the apple tree. Fighting against gravity. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
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anymore. . There's no bone for you to pick. No more wax around the wick. . Shot the arrow from the circle. At the apple on the tree. From a garden that was Eden. Strange the fruit it bears for me
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fast. Sittin' high up on yo back. What the f*ck did they feed ya?. Clap clap, make it clap. Lights on, lights off. Make it clap. Yeah. Make it clap. My name ain't Apple. But they call me the Mac. Oh, the
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that a muh-hucca gets this up. Shake that cookie like what like what. Toss me a drop it's like lightning struck. Look at that apple cobbler butt. Whatchu wanna do, whatchu think? Want cut. Nba Live
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that a muh-hucca gets this up. Shake that cookie like what like what. Toss me a drop it's like lightning struck. Look at that apple cobbler butt. Whatchu wanna do, whatchu think? Want cut. Nba Live
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, boy. I've heard all that before So bring me an apple, I'm crying. I've been persecuted like a dying man The spirit provides me. In a show, no mean martyr days, yeah. The spirit it gives. But it
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Slowly let me tell you a story of a tree, an apple tree Once in a summertime garden lived a little apple tree. And the man who owned it wanted it to be picked. And so he sent forth to hire me Well
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. My soul flies free like a willow tree. Doo wee doo wee doo wee. And if you don't want to be down with me, then you don't want to pick. From my. Apple tree x3. And if you don't want to be down, you
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your very very extraordinary, kinda scary. I want your name added to my vocabulary. . *Chorus* 2x. Lullaby love. Where have you been all of my life?. Your chocolate covered, strawberry, apple pie a
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words. All of my life I've been hunting. I've been a girl, I've been a boy. Digging my feet into the ground. Like an apple tree. Wanting to live with a purpose. Skin is a word, love is not a sin
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Won't do no good to hold no seance. What's gone is gone and you can't bring it back around. Won't do no good to hold no searchlight. You can't illuminate what time has anchored down Oh, honey I've
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I was staring out the window. The whole time he was talking to me. It was a filthy pane of glass. I couldn't get a clear view. As he went on and on. It wasn't the outside world I could see. Just
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I wrote my mother. I wrote my father. And now I'm writing you too. I'm sure of mother. I'm sure of father. Now I wanna be sure of you Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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I wrote my mother. I wrote my father. And now I'm writing you too. I'm sure of mother. I'm sure of father. Now I wanna be sure of you Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
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Once my lover, now my friend. What a cruel thing to pretend. What a cunning way to condescend. Once my lover, and now my friend. Oh, you creep up like the clouds. And you set my soul at ease. Th
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Once my lover, now my friend. What a cruel thing to pretend. What a cunning way to condescend. Once my lover, and now my friend. Oh, you creep up like the clouds. And you set my soul at ease. Th
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the door on me,. 'Cause I'm that sour apple on my old family tree. But folks who really love me made me welcome as could be,. Don't ever be afraid, don't ever be afraid to go home. . I used to be
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the door on me,. 'Cause I'm that sour apple on my old family tree. But folks who really love me made me welcome as could be,. Don't ever be afraid, don't ever be afraid to go home. . I used to be
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Bài hát Bad Apple - Lizz . Ever on and on I continue circling. (Cứ thế. tôi vẫn mãi trong cái vòng lẩn quẩn đó). With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony. (Không gì ngoài sự đố kị trong đau
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Yes, I went down to the river on a Saturday morn. I was lookin' around just to see who's born. I spied a little chicken down on his knees. I went up and yelled to him. "Please, please, please!".
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I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star. To pray on, or wish on, or something like that. I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy. Whose reality I knew, was too hopeless to be had
