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Time,. Time,. Time, see what's become of me. While I looked around for my possibilities. . I was so hard to please. Look around,. Leaves are brown,. And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
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Time,. Time,. Time, see what's become of me. While I looked around for my possibilities. . I was so hard to please. Look around,. Leaves are brown,. And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
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mind. Their culture was a western way of life. He paved the way for Christianity. Marching on, marching on. The battle weary marching side by side. Alexander's army line by line. They wouldn't follow him
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Song Turn Up The Music. Artist Chris Brown. Turn up the music, cause this song just came on. Turn up the music, if they try to turn us down. Turn up the music, can I hear it til the speakers blow
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Song Turn Up The Music. Artist Chris Brown. Turn up the music, cause this song just came on. Turn up the music, if they try to turn us down. Turn up the music, can I hear it til the speakers blow
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writes that lonely music. Needs lonely hearts like mine. That he can write about As the words tell their story. How I miss you. This lonely music. Keeps reminding me of you So talk to me. Talk to me
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of a new love. To brighten up the night, I have you love. And we can face the music together. Dancing in the dark Looking for the light of a new love. To brighten up the night, I have you love
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I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man. We are the chosen, we're the partisan alright. The cause it is noble and the cause it is just. We are ready to pay with our lives if we must Gonna ride
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Chris Brown. Turn up the music, cause this song just came on. Turn up the music, if they try to turn us down. Turn up the music, can I hear it til the speakers blow. Turn up the music, fill your cup
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at the discoteque. . The passion of the groove. Generation on the move. Joining of the disco tribe. Let the music take you high. . The golden years. The silver tears. You wore a tie like
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sincere. So much beauty. In the tracks of your tears So if you wanna face the music. Open up your ears Meet my friend. Calamity Jane. Hear the rhythm. In the sound of her pain Well, you can call me Dr
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If you listen, you can hear it. It's the laughter in the street. It's the motion in the music. And the fire beneath your feet All the signs are right this time. You don't have to try so very hard
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hearth,. The music still plays for her pleasure. But the air is as cold as the death,. And the soft melodies only measure her bittersweet tears. Every note of each song brings a vision. Of love and of
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', stompin', people jumpin'. People dancing everywhere. The dj's playing music loud. So wave your hands up in the air. Move your body shake your bud. The rhythm of the music's so hot. I see you do your
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I'm a long way from you,. I'm a long way from home. And who cares for the feeling. Of being alone?. The notes and the words. They will always unfold. And I'm left with a manuscript. That will
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from the heart. Play something with lots of feelin', 'cause that's where music has to start. . Oh, play me some mountain music, like grandma and grandpa used to play. Then I'll float on down the
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. I know that life’s a battlefield. When the times get tough. I’m a soldier. And when it’s time to face the fight. With just my shadow at my side. I’m an army of one. I’m a soldier. Never give up. Never
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one's got a story to tell. Everyone knows about it. From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell. And if I catch it comin' back my way. I'm gonna serve it to you. And that ain't what you want to hear
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). Let's do it (do it). Let's do it. Baby, that's the way I like it (hey). That's the way you like it (hey). That's the way we like it. Makin love to booty music. Go Leo! It's your birthday (hey). Go Virgo
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. It's in neon lights an' global rights. Frank? He's on the phone. There ain't no German girl outside. But who cares when its warm inside?. With music. Special mystery of music tragically. Exchanging
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golden summer days how they seem to fly. yet somehow leave a trace of a sad goodbye. as sweet as sorrow salty as a tear. we'll greet tomorrow and we'll face our fears. your love is music to my
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, you're not content. Far from the music and the neon glow. Ain't you glad we got the time. Far from our folks, they'll never ever know. I'm the king of the night time world. And you're my headlight
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Army Blues 306 Trk 17. Bukka White (Booker T. Washington White). Unknown personnel. Recorded 1963 Memphis, Tennessee. Transcriber Awcantor@aol. com When Uncle Sam take all your men. And boys to
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How do you keep the music playing. How do you make it last. How do keep the song from fading too fast. . How do you lose yourself to someone. And never lose your way. How do you not run out of
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know that we belong. Oh, you are the music in me. Yeah it's living in all of us. And it's brought us here because. Because you are the music in me. Na na na na (Ohh). Na na na na na. Yeah yeah yeah. (Na
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-tripping across this island. Starting missions at the break of dawn. Yawn and smile say. 'what direction shall we take? '. . 'Somewhere where it warm and wet'. This be the route we'd always take and
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The boys watch the girls. While the girls watch the boys. Who watch the girls go by. Eye to eye. They solemnly convene to make the scene Which is the name of the game. Watch a guy watch a dame
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The boys watch the girls. While the girls watch the boys. Who watch the girls go by. Eye to eye. They solemnly convene to make the scene Which is the name of the game. Watch a guy watch a dame
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I want to invite youwelcome you. To my hateto my scornto myself. Saturate youinfest youbetray you. Stimulate youso eager for my lies. For my lies. Lies. Lies in the name of god. . lead king
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I want to invite youwelcome you. To my hateto my scornto myself. Saturate youinfest youbetray you. Stimulate youso eager for my lies. For my lies. Lies. Lies in the name of god. . lead king
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. At the end of a song At the end of a song, there's no one. After the last note is played. Only the memory stays. Then even that fades away And there's nothing so hard. As convincing your heart
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Bài hát Don't Stop The Music - Rihanna. Please don't stop the music, music, music. Please don't stop the music, music, music. Please don't stop the music, music, music. Please don't stop the music
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Bài hát Don't Stop The Music (2007) - Rihanna. Please don't stop the music, music, music. Please don't stop the music, music, music. Please don't stop the music, music, music. Please don't stop the
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were chalked. . Godspeed my friends. May you never be lonely again. And the enemy from whom. You always have run. Was yourself and your army of one. . You wish there was something. That you
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controlled tone colour. State of the art. The marriage of music to computers is quite natural. (Oh my god, it's so). State of the art. It's time to hear the results.
