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quick then die CHORUS1 (twice) All the little rose-kissed foxy girls. Shoes, shoes, little white shoes. Where have all the flowers gone. All the little fragile champion boys. Toys, toys, little black
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quick then die CHORUS1 (twice) All the little rose-kissed foxy girls. Shoes, shoes, little white shoes. Where have all the flowers gone. All the little fragile champion boys. Toys, toys, little black
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(twice). . All the little rose-kissed foxy girls. Shoes, shoes, little white shoes. Where have all the flowers gone. All the little fragile champion boys. Toys, toys, little black toys. Dripping on
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(twice). . All the little rose-kissed foxy girls. Shoes, shoes, little white shoes. Where have all the flowers gone. All the little fragile champion boys. Toys, toys, little black toys. Dripping on
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(twice). . All the little rose-kissed foxy girls. Shoes, shoes, little white shoes. Where have all the flowers gone. All the little fragile champion boys. Toys, toys, little black toys. Dripping on
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Toys you can touch. Toys you can feel. Toys for the boys. These toys are real. Real toys. Hole in the heart. Hole in the head. Guns for the young. Bang bang you're dead. Real toys. Sadistic
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for the years. Voices scream, nothing seems real's a dream Toys, toys, toys in the attic. Toys, toys, toys in the attic. Toys, toys, toys in the attic. Toys, toys, toys in the attic Light voices
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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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Shiny toys, right on time, shiny toys, right on time, shiny toys I'm readin' people rags in the checkout lane. Look, here's a hunk, here's a honey. Celebrated people and their claims to fame
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Bài hát Black Dress - CLC. Black black. Yeah Can you see me now, huh?. Black dress. Black. Majchwobwa oneul-eun nado naleul molla. Eojjeomyeon michyeodo joh-a. Oh deo isang bun-wigie kkeullyeogagi
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(twice). . All the little rose-kissed foxy girls. Shoes, shoes, little white shoes. Where have all the flowers gone. All the little fragile champion boys. Toys, toys, little black toys. Dripping on
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Smiling girls and rosy boys. Come and buy my little toys. Monkeys made of gingerbread. And sugar horses painted red. Rich men's children running past. Their fathers dressed in hose. Golden hair
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tiBlack Star. arAvril Lavigne. alGoodbye Lullaby. Black Star. Avril Lavigne. Black star, black star. Forever you will be. A shinning star, shinning star. Be whatever you can be. A rock star, rock
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. *** isang mos chajgesseo . 널 유혹해 삼킨 건. Neol yuhokhae samkin geon. Black Mamba. Ma Ma Ma Mamba. Woo oh-oh. Ma Ma Ma Mamba. Oh eh-o eh-o. 넌 광야를 떠돌고 있어. Neon gwangyareul tteodolgo isseo. (Aya ya ya ya ya ya). 나의
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should've seen him when he first got me. Chorus. My boy only breaks his favorite toys, toys, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. I'm queen of sand castles he destroys, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. 'Cause it fit too right, puzzle pieces
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Bài hát Everything Black - Unlike Pluto, Mike Taylor. Shadows fall over my heart. I black out the moon. I wait for you to come around. You got me dancing in the dark . I've closed my eyes. But I
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. And turn off the lights as well. . If you were frightened then listen. But I don't think you would like it. Such a nice kid. . Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking). I throw my toys around
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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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fears. Nothin' is left for the years Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys. In the attic Toys, toys, toys. In the attic. Toys, toys, toys
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Summer in the winter time. Will keep you warm like a funeral pyre. And nothing like an August night. Drenched in your loving I got a dirty black summer. Yeah, my dirty black summer. Yeah, give
