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Modern Romans, false gods. Colonial maneuvers, the writings on the wall. Maybe a solution working on a clue. Now we know for certain, now we know for sure Modern Romans, lies on parade
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Carroll. He beat his kids last night. I don't like you kids shouting. Shut up now, don't care who's wrong or right And his missy got him. She said. "Frankie, I'll keep the kids quiet". (Frankie, I'll
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deplore my fondness for fundador. You know how a fundador can lead to a few. . And baby when in Rome I do as the Romans do. If per chance I'm saying farewell to France. And romance drops in from the
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deplore my fondness for fundador. You know how a fundador can lead to a few. . And baby when in Rome I do as the Romans do. If per chance I'm saying farewell to France. And romance drops in from the
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Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest. They were the best of friends. So when Frankie Lee needed money one day. Judas quickly pulled out a roll of ten. And placed them on a footstool. Just above
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long. Don't wait up for me. A-worry about me when I'm gone. He was her man but he done her wrong. . Frankie went down to the corner saloon. Get a bucket of beer. Said to the bartender. "Has my
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Frankie and Johnny was sweethearts. At least that's the way the story goes. Frankie bought everything for Johnny. From his sports car to his Ivy League clothes. . He was a man alright, oh but he
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Frankie and Johnny was sweethearts. At least that's the way the story goes. Frankie bought everything for Johnny. From his sports car to his Ivy League clothes. . He was a man alright, oh but he
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looking for fun. For in her sweet loving hand. She was totin' a 44 gun. To shoot her man if he was doin' her wrong Well Frankie walked into the bar room. And right there in front of her eyes. There was
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, she wasn't looking for fun. For in her sweet loving hand. She was totin' a 44 gun. To shoot her man if he was doin' her wrong. . Well Frankie walked into the bar room. And right there in front of
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Song Prisoner - Romans, Rejjie Snow. Palisades. Left teardrops in the way. Left me, my simple soul. But sober on my distant state . Left me a bundle, gorgeous. You're the savior to the pay . You are
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. Don't wait up for me. A-worry about me when I'm gone. He was her man but he done her wrong Frankie went down to the corner saloon. Get a bucket of beer. Said to the bartender. "Has my lovin' man been
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I see ya. She the one Baby, you're the one for me. You're the one girl. Superfly and so sexy. Baby, you're the one for me. You're the one girl. Won't you come and put it on me Baby, you're the
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tiWaterloo. arABBA. My, my, at Waterloo Napoleon did surrender. Oh yeah, and I have met my destiny in quite a similar way. The history book on the shelf. Is always repeating itself. Waterloo - I was
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Bài hát On The Floor - Frankie J, Paul Wall. What's dime like you holdin' up the wall for. You should be dancin'. uh yeah 2x. All the guys in the spot. Better yet. nobody's had the nerve. To talk to
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Bài hát Frankie - Connie Francis. Spoken. Frankie, wherever you are. I love you. Though you've found a new love. I still miss you so. I just can't forget you. But you'll never know. Frankie, my
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Bài hát Frankie - Connie Francis. Spoken. Frankie, wherever you are. I love you. Though you've found a new love. I still miss you so. I just can't forget you. But you'll never know. Frankie, my
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Bài hát Frankie - Connie Francis. Spoken. Frankie, wherever you are. I love you. Though you've found a new love. I still miss you so. I just can't forget you. But you'll never know. Frankie, my
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Bài hát Frankie - Connie Francis. Spoken. Frankie, wherever you are. I love you. Though you've found a new love. I still miss you so. I just can't forget you. But you'll never know. Frankie, my
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Frankie. Though you find a new love. I still miss you so. I just can't forget you. But you never know. Frankie my darling. I'll never let you see me cry. Once I was your sweetheart. Now I'm just your
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Red door ends the driveway on the street where we met. I take a thousand memories on the road with me. So we never forget. It's been a good year, will be a long day. Before we lay our heads down
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As I walk this land of broken dreams. I have visions of many things. But happiness is just an illusion. Filled with sadness and confusion. . What becomes of the broken hearted. Who had love
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' Frankie down. We live for tomorrow. I have found you straight to the top. I'm going up where the air is fresh and clean I know I'm never gonna stop. Until I know, I know I'm wild and free. Hey, I'm
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. Come outta your shell girl. Let's paint the town. Sometimes your life ain't a bed. Bed of Roses. When in Rome they say. You gotta do as the Romans do hey babe. C'mon C'mon Let's Get It Off . C'mon C'mon
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Chorus 1. Yeah. You say you need someone to love you. But it ain't me. . Verse. Walking up and down the hall. Frankie and his third lover. Speaking all the words she wants to hear. But that
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Chorus 1. Yeah. You say you need someone to love you. But it ain't me. . Verse. Walking up and down the hall. Frankie and his third lover. Speaking all the words she wants to hear. But that
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runaway). I wanna runaway. 'cause baby youre my everything We got off the exit at Waco. Frankie J was on the radio. I asked her was she afraid to go. All the way with this. She delayed a no. I said
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Frankie and Johnny was sweethearts. At least that's the way the story goes. Frankie bought everything for Johnny. From his sports car to his Ivy League clothes. . He was a man alright, oh but he
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Well now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts. They were true as a blue blue sky. He was a long-legged guitar picker with a wicked wanderin' eye. But he was her man nearly all of the time Well
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Red door ends the driveway on the street where we met. I take a thousand memories on the road with me. So we never forget. It's been a good year, will be a long day. Before we lay our heads down
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I solve my problems and I see the light. We gotta plug and think, we gotta feed it right. There ain't no danger we can go to far. We start believing now that we can be who we are Grease is the
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Romans at their gathering tables,. or the ghost of a love lost long ago. So bury this city in ashes,. we'll speak and breathe with dirt. Our bodies and the air between them. preserved, dead in earth. We
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