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I never cared much for moonlit skies. I never wink back at fireflies. But now that the stars are in your eyes. I'm beginning to see the light. . I never went in for afterglow. Or candlelight on
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The poets say that all who love are blind. But I'm in love and I know what time it is. The good book says go seek and ye shall find. Well, I have sought and my what a climb it is My life is just
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Night and stars above that shine so bright. The mystery of their fading light. That shines upon our Caravan Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep. Across the sands so I may keep. The memory of our
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Night and stars above that shine so bright. The mystery of their fading light. That shines upon our Caravan Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep. Across the sands so I may keep. The memory of our
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Night and stars above that shine so bright. The mystery of their fading light. That shines upon our Caravan Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep. Across the sands so I may keep. The memory of our
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All too soon. We had to part. The moment you had touched my heart. And with you went my dream. All too soon All too sweet. Was our affair. And you put all the sweetness there. What a shame
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Perdido,. I look for my heart. It's perdido. I lost it way down in Torito. The day the fiesta started. Bolero, I sway that they play the Bolero. I kissed me the listing sombrero. And that's
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indigo. Since my baby said goodbye. In the evenin' when lights are low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. 'Cause there's nobody who cares about me. I'm just a soul who's. Bluer than blue can be. When I
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indigo. Since my baby said goodbye. In the evenin' when lights are low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. 'Cause there's nobody who cares about me. I'm just a soul who's. Bluer than blue can be. When I
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indigo. Since my baby said goodbye. In the evenin' when lights are low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. 'Cause there's nobody who cares about me. I'm just a soul who's. Bluer than blue can be. When I
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Maria, the most beautiful sound I ever heard. (Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria). All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word. (Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria) Maria, I just met a
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Maria, the most beautiful sound I ever heard. (Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria). All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word. (Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria) Maria, I just met a
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Lời bài hát (Lyrics) Maria - Hwasa (MAMAMOO). La-li-le-lu-lai, la-la-li-le-lu-lai. La-li-le-lu-lai, la-la-le-lu-lu-lai. 욕을 하도 먹어 체했어 하도 (하도). Yogeul hado meogeo chehaesseo (hado). Thật khó chịu vì bị
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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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Baby, take me down to Duke's Place. Wildest box in town is Duke's Place. Love that piano sound in Duke's Place Saxes do their tricks in Duke's Place. Fellas swing their chicks in Duke's Place. Com
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wish it was me instead. Went down to St. James Infirmary. All was still as night. My gal was on the table. Stretched out so pale, so white. Though she treated me, mean and lowdown. Somehow didn't care
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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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I never cared much for moonlit skies. I never wink back at fireflies. But now that the stars are in your eyes. I'm beginning to see the light. I never went in for afterglow. Or candlelight on
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words. The grand old Duke of York. He had 10,000 men. He marched them up to the top of the hill. And he marched them down again. Oh, the grand old Duke of York. He had 10,000 men. He marched them up
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Never treats me sweet and gentle. The way he should. 'Cause I got it bad, and that ain't good. My poor heart is sentimental. Not made of wood. I got it bad, and that ain't good. But when the
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Never treats me sweet and gentle. The way he should. 'Cause I got it bad, and that ain't good. My poor heart is sentimental. Not made of wood. I got it bad, and that ain't good. But when the
