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nigga!. I'm a pimp named Slickback. Pimp named Slickback back. Pimp named. Pimp named. Pimp named. Slickback. Nigga are you deaf!. I'm a pimp named Slickback. Pimp named Slickback. Pimp named Slickback
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back on the road again Me and you and a dog named Boo. Travelin' and livin' off the land. Me and you and a dog named Boo. How I loved bein' a free man I can still recall, the wheat fields of St. Paul
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. Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid. But the meanest thing that he ever did. Was before he left, he went and named me Sue Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke. And it got a lot of
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Bài hát A Boy Named Sue - Lester Flatt. Well my daddy left home when I was three. And he didn't leave much for Ma and me. Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. Now I don't blame him
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WHEN IM A KID. When Im a kid. Ill go and play. With misty wind. Singing along,. Tapping along. Clapping away. When I a boy. Ill go back to my good old toys. Singing along,. Clapping along
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Song Somewhere In America (There'S A Street Named After My Dad) - Was. At night only crickets. No prowlers, no sirens. No pinky ring hustlers. No angel dust Byrons. No bars on the windows. No sabre
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Afraid of the sun. So afraid of the sky. Touch it and taste it. But don't reach too high. . Bewildered by them. Then so uncomplicated. All these feelings. Not fully created. . Just a kid
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Afraid of the sun. So afraid of the sky. Touch it and taste it. But don't reach too high. . Bewildered by them. Then so uncomplicated. All these feelings. Not fully created. . Just a kid
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I had a dog he was a mix he loved me like a God. But I was just a kid the kind mother likes. Now I'm big like the sky when I'm downsized inside I'll lay this all to rest. I'm just a baby who looks
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yêu em một ai thương em. Không phải anh. Cause in your eyes I’m just a kid . Làm điều ngu ngốc dẫu không cần thiết. In your eyes im just a kid . Đúng sai chẳng cần biết . Vì yêu em vì thương em baby
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can't complain 'cause I'm feeling no pain. They should have named you Cocaine Got me writing all these songs. Staying up all night long. Like a fast moving train. They should have named you Cocaine
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Men reading fashion magazines. Oh what a world it seems we live in. Straight men, oh what a world we live in Why am I always on a plane or a fast train. Oh what a world my parents gave me. Always
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Rufus, everybody swings both ways. The bully, the bigot, the giant, the midget and singers with everything they need. Everybody swings both ways. Face it Rufus, you're a tad gay. Oh yea?. Face it
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can't think at all Your mama should've named you Whiskey. I never should've let you kiss me. And every time you leave it hits me. Your mama should've named you Whiskey Girl you got a smile like the
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Chorus. Have a good time, yeah. Have a good time, yeah. Have a good time, yeah. Have a good time, yeah. . Who said this party's over?. When I feel like my fun has just begun. Together we will
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Waiting for the present. For the present to pass. Waiting for a dream. To last You are not my lover. And you never will be. 'Cause you've never done anything. To hurt me There's a fire in the
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I'm going to a town that has already been burned down. I'm going to a place that is already been disgraced. I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down. I'm so tired of America
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I'm going to a town that has already been burned down. I'm going to a place that is already been disgraced. I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down. I'm so tired of America
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I'm going to a town that has already been burned down. I'm going to a place that is already been disgraced. I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down. I'm so tired of America
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a man in the front row. Sent down by the mob with a gun. For 'Kid Gloves', 'Kid Gloves', I'm back out on the street. 'Kid Gloves', the master to the beat. 'Kid Gloves', I'll do anything but dive
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Wandering properties of death. Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles. We did rest. Amongst the granite tombs to catch our breath. . Worldly sounds of endless warring. Were for just a
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Wandering properties of death. Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles. We did rest. Amongst the granite tombs to catch our breath. . Worldly sounds of endless warring. Were for just a
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Bài hát Perfect Man - Rufus Wainwright. After another production of "The Flying Dutchman". I landed in Berlin. Thinking over it over it how can I get over it. And wonder what state I'm in. Sissi was
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Bài hát King Of The Road - Teddy Thompson, Rufus Wainwright . Trailers for sale or rent. Rooms to let. fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets. I ain't got no cigarettes. Ah, but. two hours of
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a complex kid and she's always been so hard to figure out. Yeah, she always likes to leave me with a shadow of a doubt Sometimes at night I wait around 'til she gets off. She don't like workin', she
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a man in the front row. Sent down by the mob with a gun. . For 'Kid Gloves', 'Kid Gloves', I'm back out on the street. 'Kid Gloves', the master to the beat. 'Kid Gloves', I'll do anything but
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somebody needs me to play. Sometimes I’m drunk. Sometimes I’m stoned. And yes, I get tired of being alone. I miss my son. I miss my wife. But the devil named music is taking my life. Now I sold my soul a
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record, impress the kid The bounce men, S and S sound bend. Listen up kid, an important announcement. There's a rapper I know many interested in. Named Rick, no rapper alive could mess with him Lace
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and shout. Tell me who do the critics rave about. Five guys named moe. . They came out of nowhere. But that don't mean a thing. They rate high and you'll know why. When you hear them sing
