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Frank zappa (guitar, harpsichord). Ian underwood (piano). Max bennet (bass). John guerin (drums) (instrumental)
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Eats meat, eats meat. . Look out. Dirty Frank Dahmer, he's a gourmet cook. I got a recipe for Anglo Saxon soup. Wanted a pass so she relaxed. Now the little groupie's getting chopped up in the
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Eats meat, eats meat. . Look out. Dirty Frank Dahmer, he's a gourmet cook. I got a recipe for Anglo Saxon soup. Wanted a pass so she relaxed. Now the little groupie's getting chopped up in the
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Bài hát Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish. Verse 1 Billie Eilish. I've been watching you. For some time. Can't stop staring. At those oceans eyes. Burning cities. And napalm skies. Fifteen flares inside
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Title Super Rich Kids . Artist Frank Ocean. Albums Channel ORANGE. Too many bottles of this wine. We can't pronounce. Too many bowls of that green. No Lucky Charms. The maids come around too much
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Eats meat, eats meat. . Look out. Dirty Frank Dahmer, he's a gourmet cook. I got a recipe for Anglo Saxon soup. Wanted a pass so she relaxed. Now the little groupie's getting chopped up in the
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Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals). Ike willis (guitar, rhythm guitar, vocals). Ray white (guitar, vocals). Bobby martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals). Alan zavod (keyboards). Scott thunes (bass
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Bài hát Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish. Verse 1 Billie Eilish. I've been watching you. For some time. Can't stop staring. At those oceans eyes. Burning cities. And napalm skies. Fifteen flares inside
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Fz Thank you Don. Don Pardo Hey, Frank! Hey, I did it, Frank. . Yay, we did it! Didn't we?. Fz That's right, we did it. Don Pardo Yay, yay, yay. . Fz And for our next number. .
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Where's the ocean, where's the ocean?. Where's the ocean for us and us?. As my body touches you. And my soul entwines the view. Of an ocean and a sea of love Down into the depths of time and all
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Bài hát Forrest Gump - Frank Ocean. I wanna see your pom poms from the stands. Come on, come on. My fingertips, and my lips, they burn. From the cigarettes. Forrest Gump you run my mind boy. Running
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Taxi driver. You're my shrink for the hour. Leave the meter running. It's rush hour. So take the streets if you wanna. Just outrun the demons, could you?. He said allahu Akbar, I told him don't
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The best song wasn't the single, but you weren't either. Livin' in Ladera Heights, the black Beverly Hills. Domesticated paradise, palm trees and pools. The water's blue, swallow the pill. Keepin' it
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We're spendin' too much time alone. Spendin' too much time alone. (And I just ran outta Trojans). Horses gallop to her throne. (We're behaving like teenagers). Yes, we're behaving like teenagers. (Mak
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. You don't know how little you matter until you're all alone. In the middle of Arkansas, with a little rock left in that glass dick. Used to date a blonde, you used to hit it raw. 'Cause she was and
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I said niggas be takin' life too serious. I swear I take lives ? uh, period. Mellowhype, things are dependent-free mind-pyramids. Breaking walls down, never a Black Hawk Down, oh. They put a label
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