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Get up, we are eternal funk. Alias the phemaldehyde funkmen. You can't see us but you can feel us Get up on the funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk. Feel it begin to rock, rock, rock, rock, rock
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The door slams, dust falls down between the cracks. Some ran, some promised they'd be back. Saigon, all gone, ashes to dust. A solo dance, a solo dance And when we leave, we leave our dust. We
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) . ‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to you . ‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to you . ‘Cause Uptown Funk gon’ give it to you . Saturday night and we in the spot . Don’t believe me just watch (come on) . Don’t
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Song Dust - Tim McGraw. It's rolling in the wind, you can see it in the air. Where I come from, man, it's everywhere. Coming up in a cloud behind a one way plow. Colors up the sky when the sun
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darling. All I know. When the nights grow cold. And it's all gone to rust. We can turn it into gold dust. Far from home. With these aching bones. Are you just out of love?. We can turn it into gold dust
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If you ain't reggae for it, funk out. No-one knocking at your door, funk out. Overpowered by funk, funk out. It's combatative, repetitive. Don't life just funk you out?. Asinine, stupefying
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If you ain't reggae for it, funk out. No-one knocking at your door, funk out. Overpowered by funk, funk out. It's combatative, repetitive. Don't life just funk you out?. Asinine, stupefying
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Verse 1. I've tried every remedy, there ain't nothing getting me. Out of the funk I'm in. Can somebody rescue me 'cause I'm buried very deep. Inside the funk I'm in. I've tried every remedy, there
