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I ain't no video king. I still have to sing for my supper each night. You stand on the benches. I play in the trenches beneath the big spotlights Lived in a suitcase for half of my years. I got
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(CHORUS) HOUSE MUSIC. HOUSE MUSIC (CHORUS)
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(CHORUS) HOUSE MUSIC. HOUSE MUSIC (CHORUS)
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You and the night and the music fill me with flaming desire,. Setting my being completely on fire!. You and the night and the music thrill me but will we be one. After the night and the music are
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for the spot that makes you wanna sing out - ooh. yeah. You're driving me crazy girl. . Crazy girl, crazy girl. You drive me crazy girl, crazy girl. You drive me good. You driving me crazy girl
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, music. Please don't stop the music, music, music. It's getting late, I'm making my way over to my favorite place. I gotta get my body moving, shake the stress away. I wasn't looking for nobody when you
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, Flyin through the air. (You can feel it all over. ). Something there wouldnt let me go,. Made me sing and it was all CHORUS. (Thumpin music) Thumpin music loud and strong. (Thumpin music) It keeps me
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, Flyin through the air. (You can feel it all over. ). Something there wouldnt let me go,. Made me sing and it was all CHORUS. (Thumpin music) Thumpin music loud and strong. (Thumpin music) It keeps me
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love is looking for me. And sweet music keeps me happy Not so long ago, darling, I was feeling sad. Who would've kissed my lips. I would've still felt bad, ah baby There were times I've wondered if I
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slower. Let me hear his tender sighs. A little longer Make the music play. Keep this magic going. Keep those trumpets blowing. All through the night Don't ever skip a beat for. He may slip away. And
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Frampton/Mcdonald/Seskin 1995. I. Are. S. Music Inc. And Mambadadi Music, Inc. (Bmi). Love This Town Music (Bmi). Almo Music Corp. And Comboplate Music (Ascap). . She buys me flowers
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good could be. When I couldn't see the need or the reason. For trusting in me or my star. Music would play and say. Hey, what a dummy you are! And when I heard (when I heard) all the words about
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, oh lonely music. It tells me I'm a fool. For trusting you Just can't hold back the tears. Any longer. This lonely music. Keeps reminding me of you So talk to me. Talk to me, oh lonely music. It
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hickery. Bending over skin'n cats. Playing baseball with shired rocks. Using sawmill slats for bats. Play some back home come on music. That comes from the heart. Play somethin with lots of feeling
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write. For I composed the music of
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. Say, get up- and dance to the music!. Get on up- and dance to the music!. ♪. Dance to the music. Dance to the music. Dance to the music. Dance to the music. Hey Greg! (What?). All we need is a
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Looking on the inside. You're waiting for your life to walk away. Writings on the wall. You just dream forever, forever Face it, it's another day. And it's gonna be the same tomorrow. The sun is
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(B. Cummings - D. Troiano). . Round about '20 the folks had plenty. No, they couldn't ask for too much more,. The fatha kept thumpin' and the satch got jumpin'. And they rang right through
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Homemade music. By jimmy buffett, michael utley, russell kunkel. 1988. I ran into an old friend of mine in miami and I asked her where she had been all these years. she told me she had, died and