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Song Kom Og Mærk - Magtens Korridorer. og se, mine grådige drømme. flød som vældige strømme, ind til helvedes port. og mærk, mine verdener der ramler. mine hænder der famler, kom og mærk. (omkvæd
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Song Du Og Jeg Og Vi To - Wenche Myhre, Admiral P. Oh-a, Oh-oh-a. Oh-a, Oh-oh-a. Syng med alle sammen. Jeg og du og vi to seilte i en tresko ut på eventyr. Mange rare folk og dyr kan man treffe da
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Feel a little sick tonight. What’s going on in my mind, bobby?. Change the music which I like. Grooving to the greatest song of my life. Whatcha think ‘bout me? Bobby. Whatcha want to see? Bobby. Got
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Bài hát Me And Bobby And Bobby'S Brother - ABBA . Well there was me and Bobby and Bobby's brother. Please take me back to that place. Where I've got all my memories, those were my happiest days. I
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train. Feeling nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby flagged a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my harp on out of my
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge and headed for the trains. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my har'poon out
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train. Feeling nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby flagged a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my harp on out of my
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge and headed for the trains. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my har'poon out
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Bài hát Young OG - Fabolous. Fabolous. Nigga, don't tell me what niggas say about me. Tell me why they feel comfortable telling you. The saddest stories comes from those who once had the glory. Had
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, I headed for the trains. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down, well just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my harpoon
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knows. She still belongs in my bed. Going hard in the streets, mobbin with my homies. Sippin' on good, blowin' on OG. Me and ghost sittin' clean with the matching rollie. I did that first so everybody
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train. And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained. It rode us all the way to New Orleans I pulled my
