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Alright In the beginning. Not so long ago. There were five country rockers I saw the very first show. And I jumped up with the crowd. To give a standing hand Livin', livin' in the band, yeah. Oh
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Song Abc (The Alphabet Song) - Dora The Explorer. A B C D E F G. H I J K L M N O P. Q R S . T U V . W X . Y and Z. Now i know my Abc. next time want sing with me.
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He's a groovy swinging guy. With the rock and roll banjo band I got a sweet little guy. Who lives down the street. But nobody knows his name. Everybody was sad and feeling so bad. But that was
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band. Kill the band I was caught dreaming of wealth and. I was taught, was creeping in again They get ahead, you get so mad, why do you care? It's only money. Get out of bed, undo your head, think
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. . And our friends are all aboard. Many more of them live next door. And the band began to play. Play it Jimmy boy. . We all live in a yellow submarine. A yellow submarine, a yellow submarine. We
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Who made my moonshine intoxicate me. Ooh, who made me cry. Like the end of a beautiful play Holds and tickles and hugs out the night. Hold her hand and started to cry. The audience thought they
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Who made my moonshine intoxicate me. Ooh, who made me cry. Like the end of a beautiful play Holds and tickles and hugs out the night. Hold her hand and started to cry. The audience thought they
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haze,. And you're out on a line,. You just can't satisfy when you're down. On that moonshine. Held back my temptation,. Trying to please her,. But still I could not stand. As morning dawned,. The
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Bài hát Hitsville U. K. - The Clash. They cried the tears, they shed the fears, up and down the land. They stole guitars or used guitars, so the tape would understand. Without even the slightest
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. between her and that apple pie moonshine. well we were dancing around in the high beams. her hands in the back pockets of my jeans. the radio playing the perfect song. I still think about her every time
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fast rough factory trade. No expense accounts, or lunch discounts or hyping up the charts. The band went in, and knocked 'em dead, in two minutes fifty-nine. I know the boy was all alone, 'til the
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fast rough factory trade. No expense accounts, or lunch discounts or hyping up the charts. The band went in, and knocked 'em dead, in two minutes fifty-nine. I know the boy was all alone, 'til the
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having fun. Band on the run, band on the run. And the jailer man and sailor sam were searching every one. . For the band on the run, band on the run, band on the run, band on the run. . Well, the
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. I hope, you're having fun! Band on the run. Band on the run. And the jailer man and Sailor Sam. Were searching every one For the band on the run. For the band on the run. Band on the run. Band
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C moon, C moon, C moon is she. C moon, C moon, C moon to me How come no one older than me ever seems. To understand the things I wanna to do?. It will be L7 and I'd never get to heaven. If I
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better of dead. Than to live a life of shame and strife. Cause of daddy's moonshine still My mama was always sweet and kind. But she grew old before her time. Worryin' about the way we had to live Yeah
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about money clothes cars and women. And that's that. Chuck a deuce when you see me in the street nigga. Holla at me when you see me in the street nigga Ten, K for a verse. If there is money in my rear
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having fun. Band on the run, band on the run. And the jailer man and sailor sam were searching every one. . For the band on the run, band on the run, band on the run, band on the run. . Well, the
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Saw you leaning against that old record machine. Saw the name of your band written on the marquee. It's a full moon tonight so we getting rowdy. Yeah we getting rowdy, g-g-getting rowdy. Feeling like
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They come from the cities. And they come from the smaller towns. Beat up cars with guitars and drummers. Goin crack boom bam. . Chorus. R. O. C. K. In the U. S. A. R. O. C. K. In the
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dances the waltz!. The band begins at ten to six. When Mr. K. performs his tricks without a sound. And Mr. H. will demonstrate. Ten somersaults he'll undertake on solid ground. 'ving been some days in
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Come on and hear (2x), Alexander's Ragtime Band,. Come on and hear (2x), it's the best band in the land!. They can play a bugle call like you never heard before,. So natural that you want to go to
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{There, there, there, there} Put aside the everyday world and come with us. Into the realm of imagination. The middle ground between light and shadow. Incomprehensible U N K L E Would've
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gonna take you places money don't go. I'm gonna teach you what a country boy knows. Gonna cover you in diamonds and dust. Where the stars fall on moonshine road. Roll down that window, let down your
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summer's here and the time is right. For fighting in the street, boy. But what can a poor boy do. Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band. 'Cause in sleepy London town. There's just no place for a street
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this foreign town;. . Tonight there's a band, it ain't such a bad one,. Play me a song, don't make it a sad one,. I can't even talk to these Russian girls,. The beer is lousy and the food is worse
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Dine-Weller A bag of nerves. I seem to suppress. Alien of being. Not known to duress. Moonshine, moonshine. There's something in the hills I cannot posses. As dark as sunday. We're woven again
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Bài hát Strike Up The Band - Maureen McGovern. Let the drums roll out. Let the trumpets call. While the people shout. "Strike up the band!". Let the cymbals ring. Callin' one and all. While the saxes
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, Death, or entertain. Now sellin's the life. In that box is the D-word. In that house by the lake wit the yacht is the Keyword. * it, if he work and she work Da Band. We work on P. D. 's nerves
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was out-a-sight. Now, these fine ladies, they had a plan. They was out to meet the boys in the band. They said, "Come on, dudes, let's get it on. And we proceeded to tear that hotel down We're an
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C moon c moon c moon is she. C moon c moon c moon to me. . How come no one older than me. Ever seems to understand the things I wanna to do?. It will be l7 and I'd never get to heaven. If I
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Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K. Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I. You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio. W Q H T gonna play me though. This hot * is to fly like
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That's the way it is Huh, huh Jam, Master Jay. J-j-jam, jam, jam. Jam-Master Jay. J-j-jam, jam, jam Kick off the shoes. K-k-kick. Kick off the shoes. K-k-kick. Kick off the shoes 84, 84,84
