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(Cogle/Kong) I could feel these trills walking over. When you held me tight. Now I feel those pain taking over. When you said goodnight Oh, what sweet sensation. Lord, what strange emotion. You
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Something strange came over me. 'Cause I never felt this way. There's no place, I'd rather be. Than here with you to stay Can't explain, what your love has done for me. (Love has done for me
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Live baby live. Now that the day is over. I got a new sensation. In perfect moments. Impossible to refuse. . Sleep baby sleep. Now that the night is over. And the sun comes like a god. Into
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Live baby live. Now that the day is over. I gotta new sensation. In perfect moments. Well so impossible to refuse Sleep baby sleep. Now that the night is over. And the sun comes. Like a god
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Well, it can get you in the back, boy. Or you can lie around in roses. Or maybe walk around wonderin'. You know, goin' through the motions Hey, ain't love strange?. Hey, ain't love strange?. Boy
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hold of me. . You walk for hours in. The pouring rain. You keep my picture in. A broken frame. You leave dead flowers. Spelling out my name. You're such a strange boy. You're my strange boy
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Something strange came over me. 'Cause I never felt this way. There's no place, I'd rather be. Than here with you to stay. . Can't explain, what your love has done for me. (Love has done for me
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you, have to feel you. Tell you all the ways I need you, yours forever in love' Strange attraction spreads it's wings. It varies but the smallest things. You never know how anything will change
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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Bài hát Strange Romance - The Corrs. Midnight already and he still isn't home. Battleship wrecks like my heart on the phone. Innocence sleeping while I'm sleepless with guilt. Dirty glass tumbled
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water cool. All around it Feels like paradise. Gentle spirits call. Play illusion in my mind. . There's a strange day in the country
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The boy feels strange. Oh, the boy has changed Looking from my tower. I can see his fortress strong. Surrounded by his army. Where do I belong? Does he ever find the answers. In the cars as they go
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, that it's only me. That sees the strange. The strange, the strange
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mobs. easing all of their, all of their fear. Strange Times. Are Here. Strange Times. Are Here. The statue in the square. meant so much when it first stodd. people come from far and near. bless them if
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mobs. easing all of their, all of their fear. Strange Times. Are Here. Strange Times. Are Here. The statue in the square. meant so much when it first stodd. people come from far and near. bless them if
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Oh this particular something. Loosen my restless sleep. Hunters came pouring in. To a strange house in the snow. . Oh but he longed to get out. Get out of the child's world. And the girl
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You're sailing softly through the sun. In a broken stone age dawn. You fly so high. . I get a strange magic,. Oh, what a strange magic,. Oh, it's a strange magic. Got a strange magic,. Got a
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What a strange meadow lark,. To be singing oh so sweetly in the park tonight,. All alone meadowlark?. Are you dreaming of the moons that burned so bright,. And of love in flight? Can't you sleep
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What a strange meadow lark,. To be singing oh so sweetly in the park tonight,. All alone meadowlark?. Are you dreaming of the moons that burned so bright,. And of love in flight? Can't you sleep
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Southern trees bear strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots. Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots. Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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. Read the paper. Rearrange the lies. Susan has another. All of this is yours now. Sha la la la la la la sha la la. Susan's strange. Sha la la la la la la sha la la. Susan's strange
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write. For I composed the music of
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Night time sharpens. Heightens each sensation. Darkness wakes and stirs imagination. Silently the senses. Abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist, the notes I write. For I compose the music of the
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Well, it's a strange way. The way you look at me. And it's a hard time. Time you been givin' me Come on and open up. Open up to me. So you can realize. That I could set you free Strange ways
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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Southern trees bearin' strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. . Slowly, gently, night unfurls it's splendour. Grasp it, sense it
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. . Yeah yeah. Many many people, take it for a game. Yeah yeah. Love is strange. Love is strange. . Many people, they don't understand. They think that having love is, like having money in the hand
