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Waiting for a sign. To turn blood into wine. The sweet taste in your mouth. Turned bitter in its glass Israel, in Israel. Israel, in Israel Shattered fragments of the past. Meet in veins on the stained
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Hello everyone my name is Israel Houghton (echos). Instrumental.
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You, I wanna take you to a gay bar. I wanna take you to a gay bar. I wanna take you to a gay bar. Gay bar, gay bar Let's start a war. Start a nuclear war. At the gay bar. Gay bar, gay bar At
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to you. Drunk and on the run I'm sittin' at a bar on the inside. Waitin' for my ride on the outside. She broke my heart in the trailer park. So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car. Crashed that
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, neon pull-string sign. That says "Ice-cold beer"?. Is there a wet-your-whistle tie-one-on honky tonk near?. I know it's noon, but I'm feeling 5 o'clock weird. So, is there a bar round here?. I need a
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Daniel's got a history (Way back). There's a party downtown near 5th Street (Come on). Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy (Woo-ooh). Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey (Double shot of whiskey). They
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like love at first taste, coming deep from within. From your DNA structure to your whole body ova. Your beauty is respected in the eye of the beholder. I love that little chocolate bar tattered on
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scars. . Hmm, hmm, hmm I love this bar. . Chorus. I love this bar. It's my kind of place. Just walkin' through the front door. Puts a big smile on my face. It ain't too far, come as you are. Hmm
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I hang my head down on Hollywood. 'Cause either way you look down it's just stars. And I'm making my way down the Cherokee. To get drunk in a bar. And I know my friends, they worry about me. I
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scars. . Hmm, hmm, hmm I love this bar. . Chorus. I love this bar. It's my kind of place. Just walkin' through the front door. Puts a big smile on my face. It ain't too far, come as you are. Hmm
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slapped me real hard. . And in my drunken stuper. I did what I should have never done. And now I'm sittin here, talking to you. Drunk and on the run. . I'm sittin at a bar on the inside. Waiting for
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tiBar-ba-sol. arDavid Cook. alDavid Cook. David Cook - Bar-ba-sol. When i woke up i could see. The daylight had already passed me. It was such a fight to fade away asleep. It's a fugue. Come on
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In an old city bar. That's never too far. From the places that gather. The dreams that have been In the safety of night. With its old neon light. It beckons to strangers. And they always come
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They don't dig the urgency Okay, so boom like. I'm at the bar right, I'm at the club. I'm chillin' at the bar. I got my drink, you know I drink my Grey Goose. So I turn around with my drink in my
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and long hair. And mean every damn word I'm singin'. I blame it on Waylon From this old guitar I'm playin'. To these smoky bar dues I'm payin' You know I blame it on Waylon. And all them other
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to the car. Continental breakfast in the bar. English speaking people drinking German beer. Talking far too loud for their ears. Cafe on the left bank, ordinary wine. Touching all the girls with
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slapped me real hard. . And in my drunken stuper. I did what I should have never done. And now I'm sittin here, talking to you. Drunk and on the run. . I'm sittin at a bar on the inside. Waiting for
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Bài hát Bar Bar Bar 2. 0 - Crayon Pop. Da gati, One (ppappappa ppa ppappappa) . Nal ttara, Two (ppappappa ppa ppappappa) . Sorichyeo ho! (ho!) . Ttwieo bwa kung! (kung!) . Nal ttarahae (hae
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. . Rap Way . Yo come on! . Nal ttara Follow. Du soneul olligo. Ttwi-Ttwi-Ttwi-Ttwieobogo mamkkeot sori chyeobogo. Hey you guys. Beoseona Day life. Dagachi let's say. . . Ready, Go! . . Chorus
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dancing on a bar doin' my very best cowboy ballerina - you oughta see it. Baby I never drank that much. To get this high I must be drunk on love. Baby I'm flyin on a stone cold rush. To get this high I must
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the road. Give it some juice, turn my motor loose. On the road This ride of mine got a rambling soul. Got a built-in bar to keep the Cokers cold. I point to the east and I pointed west. What my
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where you are,. I lay down on the cold ground. I, I pray that something picks me up. And sets me down in your warm arms. After I have travelled so far. We'd set the fire to the third bar. We'd share each
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move, move, quick you gotta move. Come on it's through. Come on it's time. Oh look at you. You looking so confused. Just what did you lose, oh oh? If you can make, an order. Could you get me one
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I heard 'em say He brought me from a mighty long way. And now today I can testify that I believe it. And on my way I realized He's the one who kept me. When the storms of life arise, sleepless
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I heard 'em say He brought me from a mighty long way. And now today I can testify that I believe it. And on my way I realized He's the one who kept me. When the storms of life arise, sleepless
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Girls on the dance floor, stereotypes. Girls on the dance floor,. Girls on the dance floor,. Girls on the dance floor,. I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I see you chillin’ by the bar (bar). Why don't you *** your
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look back . If you're lost and alone . Or you're sinking like a stone . Carry on . May your past be the sound . Of your feet upon the ground . Carry on . Carry on, carry on . So I met up with some
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tiHearts on Fire. arRandy Meisner. al80's Pop Hits. Hearts on Fire. Randy Meisner. (R. Meisner, E. Kaz). Had myself a tall one. Waitin' at the bar. Wasn't gonna leave here. Till I had her in the
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Bài hát On & On - Cartoon, Daniel Levi. Hold me close ‘til I get up . Time is barely on our side . I don’t want to waste what’s left . The storms we chase are leading us . And love is all we ever
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Lord we thank YOu for YOur child. born in a manger meek and mild. Unto us this day born the King of Israel The star revealed His birth. Peace and goodwill to men on earth. Unto us this day born
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chest. Pre-Chorus 1. Let me know what you're thinking. You're looking so good in your ripped up jeans. Let me know what you're drinking. Choose from the bar, next drink is on me. Chorus. Hey, I'm not in
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Au piano bar. Fr? Quent? Par des habitu? S. Quelque part? L'? Cart. A deux pas des Champs Elys? E. Dans le huiti? Me. De minuit? Cinq heures. On re? Oit en plein coeur. Irwing Berlin et Cole
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pair of bloodshot eyes, everything to lose. Frying myself every night at this bar, it's yesterday's news. Last call at 2 a. m. , always tells the truth. I can tell when the lights come on, I'm still
