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Andrea. Draggin' the line for big red. Everyone looks better with a suntan. Easier to get you into bed Daughters of the northern coast. Sons of beaches, don't deliver the post. You know the post is a
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THE BOY. I was cast adrift, without a hope. My only friend is my old boat. With an empty sea and an open sky. A void no man can justify. THE OLD MAN. Your sacrifices will ensure. A port of
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I was made in England out of Cadillac muscle. I had a quit-me father, had a love-me mother. I had Little Richard and that black piano. Oh that sweet Georgia Peach and the boy from Tupelo Oh, I was
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tiNorthern Skies. arDido. alSafe Trip Home. Dido - Northern Skies. I have returned to Northern Skies. Where Summer hasn't touched. The clouds that pass above. I have returned to sombre greys. Of days
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' 'em. An' some cozy little footies on their mind Po-jama people!. Po-jama people, people!. Lawd, they make you sleepy. With the things they might say. Po-jama people!. Po-jama people, people
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are the cry of the children Rwanda Rwanda Anybody hear my cry? If America, is the United States of America,. Then why can't Africa, be the United States of Africa? And if England, is the United Kingdom
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Music by elton john. Lyrics by bernie taupin. Available on the album made in england. . I was made in england out of cadillac muscle. I had a quit-me father, had a love-me mother. I had little
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is England. This knife of Sheffield steel. This is England. This is how we feel Time on his hands, the freezing in those clothes. He won't go for the carrot, they beat him by the pole. Some sunny
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Remember when we used to sing the old songs. Of friends that part to sail to a new land. Without a smile, so long a journey. Storm rise on the northern skyline Shadows are haunting me. Drifting down to
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Song The Northern - Alexisonfire. He comes, he comes. Judge so severe. Seven trumpets speak. Oh they speak him near. He comes, he comes. Judge so severe. Seven trumpets speak. Oh, they speak him near
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Northern star. It'll be my guide. Lead us Incomprehensible across. And its promises fall behind Smokes stack lightning on the dark. Lights of temper coming to view. See the old fields burn
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Had a northern lad, well, not exactly had. He moved like the sunset, God who painted that. First he loved my accent, how his knees could bend. I thought we'd be okay, me and my molasses But I feel
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Had a northern lad, well, not exactly had. He moved like the sunset, God who painted that. First he loved my accent, how his knees could bend. I thought we'd be okay, me and my molasses But I feel
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. Looking so cute maybe sooner or later we'd meet. Norma Jean Riley's gonna talk to me Everybody says fool, fool nothin' you can do. Never gonna see her with the likes of you. I say watch and see. Norma
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for the wind to take us back so we can see again. The sun on the northern end. Guide our souls back home so we can live again. On the shores of the northern end Longing for my home's embrace. I
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track. We kept chickens in a pen in the back. And everybody said we was po' folks My daddy was a farmer but all he ever raised was us. Dug a forty foot well, struck thirty six gallons of dust. The
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Song England And America - Elton John. Had some good times jumping ship. And showing up on shore. Just pocket change to get us by. A little bit of grease to help us slide. Give us a nickel and take
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Bring back the king to his throne,. And the smile may return to the queen. How can she rule on her own,. When the glory of what might have been is all she feels?. The fire still burns in the
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midnight. Calls forth everlasting pain And I know, yes I know. He was a man of miracles. Riding golden meteorites. Ruler of distant galaxies. Born of the northern lights. Of the northern lights
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dirty. Tomorrow she gonna wear 'em again. The way they're hugging on those hips every time she struts by. I know as long as I live I could never get enough of my Chorus. Blue jean baby. Painted on
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Hey, this is Steve Harvey. And I want to thank this brother. For inviting me to be a part of this project. Preacher's Son, Vol. 1 And it is music the way I love music. It is soothing, it is
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. & run to the pines. Our misery runs wild and free. & I knew the fire and the ashes of his grace. And I wait staring at the northern star. I'm afraid it won't lead you very far. He's so cold, he will
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Bài hátTaper Jean Girl - Kings Of Leon. Aha shake taper jean girl with a motel face. Aha shake bury your eyes in a secret place. Aha shake black as night on a Sunday . Cunts watch their bodies, no
