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Roc I ride wit the. I slide wit the. Loccs and doggs from the LBC. All of the hoes wanna kick it wit me. 'Cause I run wit Warren G. Braid your weaves bustaz and G's. Water balloon fighters. Low
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. I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky. And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree. I'm turning my head up and down. I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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tight. You're all that I need. Underneath the tree. Tonight (Tonight), I'm gonna hold you close (Ooh). Make sure that you know (Know). I was lost before you (Ooh). Christmas was cold and grey (Ooh
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I'm turning my head up and down . I'm turnin', turnin', turnin', turnin', turnin' around. And all that I can see is just another lemon tree. I wonder how. I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout
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Hunted down I came upon. A place of ferns and grass. Gathered to a redbud tree. And now their footsteps pass. Where I crouch in dread. Discovery my certain death. Bur leaves reaching for my
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tree, pine tree. Growin' from the soil of Gallilee. Don't be scared now, don't be slow. If you don't go the roots won't grow When I was a child there. Three feet I stood. I looked out on the valley
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You're the one who beckoned the wind. And fanned the flame when our love began. So don't pretend you don't know me. Our names are carved on you, singing tree. Oh singing tree. Sing to me . Call
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Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Underneath that tree. There's just gonna be you and me. Underneath that apple suckling tree, oh yeah Old man down
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You're the one who beckoned the wind. And fanned the flame when our love began. So don't pretend you don't know me. Our names are carved on you Singing tree, oh, singing tree sing to me. Call
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Daddy hit the bottle. Momma hit the roof. They must've hit it off. I'm the living proof. All their bad habits. Got handed down to me. You can find me hanging. From the family tree. . Daddy
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One little Christmas tree was standing alone. Waiting for someone to come by. One little Christmas tree that never had grown. Cried as he looked up to the sky. . Oh please Mr Father tree, the
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Withering tree, bearing no fruit. Never will see an evergreen suit. Reaching right out, out for the sun. Broken old branches, fall one by one. Into the arms of eternity. Into the arms of
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our family tree No, I didnt come to fight, he was a better man I might. But I wouldnt dirty my hands on trash like you, no. Bring out the babies daddy, thats who theyve come to see. Not the woman
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Bài Hát Fruit Tree. Trình BàyNick Drake. Fame is but a fruit tree. So very unsound. It can never flourish. Till its stalk is in the ground. So men of fame. Can never find a way. Till time has flown
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Bài hát Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Ole Oak Tree - Dawn. I'm comin' home, I've done my time. Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine. If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free
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, I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky. And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree. I'm turning my head up and down. I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning
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words. All of my life I've been hunting. I've been a girl, I've been a boy. Digging my feet into the ground. Like an apple tree. Wanting to live with a purpose. Skin is a word, love is not a sin
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Bài hát The Hanging Tree - Adriana Figueroa. The Hanging Tree. Are you,are you ?. Coming to the tree. Where they strung up a man they say who muddered three. Strange thing did happen here . No
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Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree. At the Christmas party hop. Mistletoe hung where you can see. Every couple tries to stop Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree. Let the Christmas spirit ring
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I wonder how. I wonder why. Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky. And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree. I'm turnin' my head up and down. I'm turnin', turnin', turnin', turnin
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Song Family Tree - Darryl Worley. Dancin' in the living room cuttin' up a rug. Dancin' with a baby looks more like a hug. Livin' in a house made of saw mill wood. "Roll over Beethoven" never
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Are you, are you. Coming to the tree. They strung up a man. They say who murdered three. Strange things did happen here. No stranger would it be. If we met at midnight. In the hanging tree
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tree, right. I got to P, I got to P upon a tree. I P upon a tree because I drink too much Olde E. And not time for P to come out on me, so I I go and P, I go and P upon a tree, right. I go and P, I
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Never never knew that the time would come. When every mans got to find where he does come from. Never never knew that the time would come. When every fig must find it's fig tree. . Jump little
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Cinnamon tree, graceful and free. We meet just once in a while but the spice in your smile is magic to me. Cinnamon tree, wise and sturdy. Your roots are firm in the ground to soak up whats around
