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In the midday sun. They beat on their drums. When Poppa Joe comes to town. With his coconut-rum. They can all have fun. They can drink it. 'Till the sun goes down Poppa Joe just smiles politely
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Crack the window baby It's hot in this bedroom. It may be a little breeze out side burning up in this bedroom. And you know when I see you sweat all I can think is Boom Boom Boom Boom Some where in
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I'm dreamin' of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the tree tops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow Ooh, I'm dreamin' of a white Christmas
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I'm dreamin' of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the tree tops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow Ooh, I'm dreamin' of a white Christmas
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I'm dreamin' of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the tree tops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow Ooh, I'm dreamin' of a white Christmas
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So you're on the floor, at 54. Think you can last at the palace. Does your body go to the to and fro?. Tonight's the night, oh didn't you know That Ivan meets G. I. Joe. Ivan meets G. I. Joe
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Bài hát White Riot - The Clash. White riot, I want to riot. White riot, a riot of my own. White riot, I want to riot. White riot, a riot of my own Black man gotta lotta problems. But they don't
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. White riot, I want to riot. White riot, a riot of my own All the power's in the hands. Of people rich enough to buy it. While we walk the street. Too chicken to even try it And everybody's doing
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White honey, get it from the candy man. White honey yeah, any time I think I can You wake up early in the morning. A playing on the clarinet. Whole town down when the man comes around. And no one
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Bài hát Ivan Meets G. I. Joe - The Clash. So you're on the floor, at 54. Think you can last at the palace. Does your body go to the to and fro?. Tonight's the night, oh didn't you know. That
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Im dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the tree tops glisten and children listen to hear. Sleigh bells in the snow Im dreaming of a white Christmas. With every
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Im dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the tree tops glisten and children listen to hear. Sleigh bells in the snow Im dreaming of a white Christmas. With every
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I dreamed, I saw Joe Hill last night. Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead". "I never died" says he. "I never died" says he "The copper bosses killed you, Joe". "They shot
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Bài hát Joe Le Taxi - Vanessa Paradis. Joe le taxi. Y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. Son saxo jaune. Connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. Et la Seine
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The evening falls on Padre Island. Something is wrong, the birds dont fly. They sit quietly in the sand dunes. And watch the sky They seem to know someone is missing. Even the ocean settles down
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Doo doo. Doop doop, doop doo doop. Doo doo. Doop doop, doop doo doop I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,. Just like the ones I used to know,. Where those treetops glisten, and children listen
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rings, it's an understood thing. Joe don't know where they are At a table in the corner. There's a young man and an empty chair. His head in his hands, tears in his eyes. And a girlfriend's ring lying
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Last time, last time we were here at Folsom Prison,. They were hanging Joe Bean. Is Joe still here, Joe Bean?. Hang the son of a * anyways, right? Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
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Last time, last time we were here at Folsom Prison,. They were hanging Joe Bean. Is Joe still here, Joe Bean?. Hang the son of a * anyways, right? Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
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White honey, get it from the candy man. White honey yeah, any time I think I can You wake up early in the morning. A playing on the clarinet. Whole town down when the man comes around. And no one
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. Seem so loud and now All that I'm hearing from you. Is white noise, white noise. All that I'm hearing from you. Is white noise, white noise The operator comes on the line. Says hurry up, man. 'Cause
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. Seem so loud and now All that I'm hearing from you. Is white noise, white noise. All that I'm hearing from you. Is white noise, white noise The operator comes on the line. Says hurry up, man. 'Cause
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, be careful! That chick belongs to Smokey Joe" From behind the counter I saw a man. A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand. He grabbed me by my collar and he began to shout. "You'd better eat
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sneaks on down to the liquor store. for a bottle of sheep dip. Natural Joe,. got an easy flow. Whereever he goes. they say "here comes Joe. " Joe, he's a happy Man and he won't do you wrong. He's one
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Till the white rose blooms again. You must leave me, leave me lonely. So goodbye my love, till then. Till the white rose blooms again The autumn leaves are falling in the valley. And soon the winter
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EVERYTHING WAS IN THE PICKUP TRUCK. HE PACKED A BAG AND MAMA SAID GOOD LUCK. IN CALIFORNIA, CALIFORNIA,. PAPA TOLD HIM THAT HE SHOULDN'T GO. SAID, "I DON'T WANNA SAY I TOLD YOU SO". BUT, JOE I
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The children sit upon the stairs. High above a valley of tears. Don't let them see you crying that way, oh no Oh no, Joe Porterhouse. Is not gone forever, he'll be back another day. Don't let
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, I reckon you know Stay Away Joe they call me. Stay Away Joe, oh yeah. But if you need me call me. Hoop and a holler and I'll be there. Ho When two lips are right for the pickin'. Who crops up
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Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go,. Don't cry, Joe, let her go, let her go, let her go. You got to realize this is the wind-up,. You're gonna feel much better once you made your
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Bài hát White Horses - The Outlaws. We'll ride white horses. Riding through the sky. Chasing the orange moon. Riders of the range. I've seen so much before. Think I'd like to go. And ride the horses
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. The WHITE ZONE is. for loading and. unloading only. If you. gotta load or unload,. go to the WHITE. ZONE. You'll love it. Joe. Well the years was rollin' by (etc. ). Mrs. Borg. I'm calling
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Salutation, Joe Budden here. I be your host for this evening, you know. Doug B, with the banger, webb, nitty, dollar. Shouts is stupid, let that bass knock Still on your block with it. Street
