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Bài hát When The Beat Drops Out (Samuel Remix) - Marlon Roudette, DJ. When the beat drops out. And the people gone. We still be there, still be there. For me child. When the lights go out. And the
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leave or surely die. Put me on a train. In the pouring rain say farewell. But don't say goodbye. . Seagull carry me, over land and sea. To my own folk, that's where I want to be. Every beat of my
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ride and chances we gotta take. We stood side by side each one fightin' for the other. We said until we died we'd always be blood brothers Now the hardness of this world slowly grinds your dreams away
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love. To me. Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea. To the open arms of the sea. Lonely rivers sigh, "Wait for me, wait for me. I'll be coming home, wait for me. ". Whoa. My love! my darling! I've
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, shake it, shake it, Lupe. Watusi pretty baby, yeah. C'mon and do the hoochie-coo. Mash 'em up pretty baby. Little Latin Lupe Lu. If you wanna do the Twist. Lupe Lu could put her down. If you Wah
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Whenever you're near I hide my tears. Behind a painted smile. You can't imagine the tears and sorrow. Behind a painted smile My life's a masquerade. A world of let's pretend, yeah. Since you
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Sunshine happiness in studio city. Time in a favorite place is going too fast. Time we spend here. Is already in the past. L. A. L. A L. A. L. A. go today. L. A L. A. L. A. L. A. it's a
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back. It's explicit when I gets it baby all night long. Knock your head against the bead till the insides gone Give you big long wood, beat it real good. I ain't your man, I ain't Stan, but I wish I
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She was called a scarlet woman by the people. Who would go to church but left me in the streets. With no parents of my own, I never had a home. But an eighteen year old boy has got to eat She
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Words scribbled down on paper. But it's not that simple. It's hard to say just how I feel. A melody playing in my head. Of all the things I wished I'd said. Wished I had said. Oh, all the
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to your new job in the city, . You got a degree you say, cause there's bills to pay, of course. . And you don't like rock and roll, are you serious?. Too cool for the scene, are you serious?. Well
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(difford/tilbrook). . Everybody's dancing. To the farfisa beat. All the girls are crazy. Acting out the heat. Tie and shirts and cufflinks. Well that's pretty neat. Flash flash mirror ball
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Bài hát On The Line - Demi Lovato, Jonas Brothers . I didn't wanna say. I'm sorry for breaking us apart. Joe. I didn't wanna say. It was my fault. Even though I knew it was. Demi. I didn't wanna call
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Time has come today. Young hearts can go their way. Can't put it off another day. I don't care what others say. They say we don't listen anyway. Time has come today. (Hey) Oh. The rules have
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Some say you're too easy. 'Cause you've stayed by my side. I'm the one who keeps you happy. And you keep me satisfied Just be my lady. That'll be enough for me. And it won't matter, baby. What
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miss. Just do your best. Just do your best. . It's the only way to keep that last bit of sanity. Maybe I don't have to be good but I can try to be. At least a little better than I've been so far
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the dark, on the path. Where they doctor every photograph. . Chorus. Another is waiting. She isn't saying anything. . If you care, if you like. Well, I'm standing in the lantern light. With our
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the dark, on the path. Where they doctor every photograph. . Chorus. Another is waiting. She isn't saying anything. . If you care, if you like. Well, I'm standing in the lantern light. With our
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TomSka. Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee. Got your nose. Look out, he's got a nose!. Is this you? (Yes) Hello! (Hi!). Here comes the airplane!. I like trains. Honey, I'm pregnant. I can explain. No! Don't jump
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Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Brothers, sisters, one day we'll all be free. From fighting, violence, people crying in the street. When the angels from
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Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin' Yeah alright. But we need a beat that they can front to. Oh, that'll work. Be funky. You know what I'm sayin'? (Cars ride by with the
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. How many black muthafuckas go to college?. In my mind there's a light like a lantern. I can see there's a muthafuckin pattern. The brothers on the street just tryin. Is the same muthafucka that's
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make one wish. And I will kiss, from your and your. From your to your From the club, to valet, to my crib, the driveway. Body kiss is the name of the game that we play. In the door, we go, now you're
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push the steel on steel. Steam filled air turns the wheel. The wheel in turn takes the strain. Pounds the beat again and again. Chorus. Metal on metal. The feeling of steel. Someone is driving
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I met you down on the Lowery site. This whole thing start when I just asked for your name. You said it's Jane. I was three months and 7 days into this state. And I can't help thinking that it is
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purity, . They call me perverted,. Holding you but I only miss these things when they leave,. . I am idiot drug hive,. The virgin, the tattered and the torn,. Life is for the cold made warm and they
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If you take my heart. Don't leave the smallest part. I've no need to live if you're to come up gone. An as my life turns to a song. And if and when I treat you wrong. No I never want to hurt our
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getting married. . She's talking to me with her. Voice down so low I barely hear her. But I know what she's saying,. I understand because my heart and hers are the same. And in January, we're getting
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. They can't get nowhere. They've all gone Beat Crazy, Beat Crazy They say the world is in a mess. But they can talk, the way they dress. Can't get no jobs, can't get no careers. With safety pins stuck
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I feel that the time is here. For you to bring your body here. And give me what I've waited for. Hurry up and come on in and close the door. I'm about to get up on it. Feed me girl cause I'm so
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this is
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Red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart.
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this is
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Red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart.
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percussion-cussion. There's no category, for this story-story. It-it rock-rock in any territory-tory. I syncopate it and design it well-well. Beat elevates-vates, the scratch excels-cels. All techniques
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percussion-cussion. There's no category, for this story-story. It-it rock-rock in any territory-tory. I syncopate it and design it well-well. Beat elevates-vates, the scratch excels-cels. All techniques
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I could be anything I wanna be. I could be anything I wanna be. Like a bird flying up in the tree. Like a bee stinging for honey I could be anything I wanna be. I could be anything I wanna be
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I've had my taste of independence. Since the day I set you free. Now I don't bear the least resemblance. To the man I used to be Cause baby things look much different now. On this side of good
