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Green September. . Burned to October brown. . Bare November. . Led to December's frozen ground. . The seasons stumbled round. . Our drifting lives are bound. . To a falling crescent noon
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Joy, joy, God's great joy. Joy, joy, down in my soul. Sweet beautiful soul saving joy. Oh joy, joy in my soul Listen to the music. The sound of the angels. Come and see the child. Who can make
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Hey, hey, hey. There is a joy in a sweet word that's been spoken. And the joy in a dream that's come true. There's a joy that I get when I'm watching you baby, hey. And the joy that I get
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I can feel the fire deep inside, it's burning brighter. We burn a raised fist and my pride,. I sway. To the beat of our decay, the horsemen on their way. And in this mob a crescent line to hide
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Young man is angry, girl is afraid. She want to get high and he want to get paid She had to jump up, he had to sit down. When they heard those words about the trouble downtown He had to shout, she h
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Young man is angry, girl is afraid. She want to get high and he want to get paid She had to jump up, he had to sit down. When they heard those words about the trouble downtown He had to shout, she h
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Let me tell you a little something about L. A. , I love it. . City of Angels. City of Angel, ooh. City of Angels. City of Angels. . Now, what you know about my city that's tic tac?. Hustle
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joy, joy, joy. That girl, she brings me joy. She's given me joy, joy, joy. That girl, she brings me joy Goodbye loneliness. And so long to my heartache. Now that joy has taken over. And decided to
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. wanna to dance with you on the crescent of the moon. time is funny thing it slows down when you're suffering. but rushes by when everything is so wonderful. with time there's never quiet enough but I find
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blessings. Let's go big tonight. With all our hearts adore Him With joy unspeakable. Let's get on our feet movin' to the beat. Wave our hands high in the air. Celebrate His love, grace that is enough
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You are my pride and joy. And I just love you, little darlin'. Like a baby boy loves his toy. You've got kisses sweeter than honey. And I work seven days a week to give you all my money. And
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night and we rolled all day. We never bought nothing but we sure did play. The music was loud and the girls were pretty. There was always a magic down at Pete's Music City Well, we had electric guitars
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Bad news, bad news, come to me where I sleep". Turn, turn, turn again. "Say, one of your friends is in trouble deep". Turn, turn, to the rain and the wind. "Tell me the trouble, tell me once to my
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I'm going home to the town where I was born. Where little children laughed as they sang. A happy song in the little town of Ceylon, Ceylon City, Ceylon City. Ceylon City, Ceylon City I've got a
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they say In the rivers of joy hallelujah joy - I believe. In the rivers of joy hallelujah joy - I will find. In the rivers of joy hallelujah joy - all the happiness. In the rivers of joy hallelujah
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I'm a crescent moon. Looking for a place to lay my head and settle in. Never found a refuge up there in the sky. But never thought it would be you and I Was there anyone. Able to remain alive
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I'm a crescent moon. Looking for a place to lay my head and settle in. Never found a refuge up there in the sky. But never thought it would be you and I Was there anyone. Able to remain alive
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You are my pride and joy. And I just love you, little darlin'. Like a baby boy loves his toy. . You've got kisses sweeter than honey. And I work every day to give you all I know. And that's why
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There's just somethin' about this hotel. Got me wishin' I was dead. Gotta get out of New York City, son. Somewhere I can clear my head I was just kickin' along the sidewalk. No one looks you in
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You are my pride and joy. And I just love you, little darlin'. Like a baby boy loves his toy. You've got kisses sweeter than honey. And I work every day to give you all I know. And that's why
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' for love and I'm lost in this night In the naked city, there are ten million stories. (In the city). (Naked city). I'm not lookin' for pity in this naked city. (In the city). (Naked city) Street
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Song Motor City Resurrection - The 69 Eyes. The city's the bitch. We're its misfit kids. Raised on the streets. When we cut honey. We bleed. Dancin' on the dead beat. Motor City Resurrection Honey
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Background. (Joy. Joy. La la la la. Joy. La da da da). . Can I be the one to bring you joy?. Let me the one to bring you joy. . Can we do this?. Make love by moonlight. Let me hold you
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