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above me. Little people below. All walk with a purpose. With someplace to go. It's my place to paint. My own selfish scene. On this cold lonely canvas. It's just the weather and me And latitude
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above me. Little people below. All walk with a purpose. With someplace to go. It's my place to paint. My own selfish scene. On this cold lonely canvas. It's just the weather and me And latitude
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Make me see blurry. Take away my worries. You got me singing like lavender. I can never stay mad at her. Lavender. I can never stay mad. Baby we're a mess, but it's all okay. Reverse stress, when you
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, yeah). You handle it beautifully (Yeah, oh, yeah). All this *** is new to me (Yeah, oh, yeah). Chorus. I feel the lavender haze creeping up on me. Surreal. I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say
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above me. Little people below. All walk with a purpose. With someplace to go. It's my place to paint. My own selfish scene. On this cold lonely canvas. It's just the weather and me And latitude
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* is new to me Yeah, oh yeah I feel the lavender haze creeping up on me So real I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say No deal The 1950s * they want from me I just wanna stay in that
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Bài hát Lavender's Blue (Dilly Dilly) - Muffin Songs. Lavender's blue,. Dilly dilly,. Lavenders green. When I am King,. Dilly dilly,. You shall be Queen. Who told you so,. Dilly dilly,. Who to
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back. Back to where we started, oh. 'Cause you don't wanna stay the night. You don't know you wrong from right. Wrong from right. Sweet like honey lavender. Keep on running back to her. Back to her. I
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I like. Lavender, velvet. Yeah, you got me melting. You know what is on my mind. Take you to the islands. I can be the pilot. We can go wherever you like. Baby let me love ya. I just wanna hold ya. We
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A strawberry moon, blueberry sky. Polka dot stars shining on high. Every thing's right. Oh, what a night for love. . A lavender breeze, summer perfume. Sycamore trees, roses in bloom. Every
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and frees. Earth is a cannon of love, shame beyond Socrates. Who's to blame but the man like any man. Who's to blame but the man who leads. . Going upwards at 45 degrees. Going upwards at 45
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Bells are chiming for victory. There's a page back in history. 45. They came back to the world that they fought for. Didn't turn out just like they thought. 45. . Chorus. Here is a song to
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Lavender blue, dilly, dilly. Lavender green. When I am king, dilly, dilly. You shall be queen Who told you so? Dilly, dilly. Who told you so?. T'was my own heart, dilly, dilly. That told me so
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