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you have all the time - It's your revenge - FAILURE - I guess that's life, - failure is the best revenge - Be proud of your flounders - and falter with pride - Fail without shame - 'cause you never
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,. Whoah- What's salvation?. Whoah- is it in this,. Whoah- Invitation. Whoah- to praise the fallen. . I don't believe, the beliefs of the righteous. I don't believe, are so righteous at all,. I do
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shoot to win and commit the sin. Of wanting more than I've already got. I could runaway but I'd rather stay. In the warmth of your smile lighting up my day, the one that makes me say You're the best
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Out of the tree of life, I just picked me a plum. You came along and everything started to hum. Still it's a real good bet, the best is yet to come. . The best is yet to come, and wont that be
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Out of the tree of life, I just picked me a plum. You came along and everything started to hum. Still it's a real good bet, the best is yet to come. . The best is yet to come, and wont that be
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These will be the years x4. Years. These will be the years. Years. The sun hits like a bullet of faith. And then suddenly I'm wide awake. Fake bliss, our apologies made. Was an enemy with no escape
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listening to the sound of my tears. Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit nervous. That the best of all the years have gone by. Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit terrified. And
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, don't wait until maana. I think I'm cool 'cause your name's on this heart shaped tattoo. The best thing about me is you. Our cryin' day's are now history. (History). I had a change of philosophy
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strange how the days turned into years. . Years of hanging on. To dreams are already gone. Years of wishing you were here. After all this time you'd think I wouldn't cry. It's just that I still love
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you think I should take a class. To lose my Southern accent?. Did I make me up or make the face 'til it stuck?. I do the best imitation of myself The problem with you speech you gave me was fine. I
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. New York critics and redneckers. Bunch of boy's from Florida. Had them eating from their hands They had to find another glory. But folks, it's still some sad story. Legend over shadows. The songs
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Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum. You came along and everything started to hum. Still it's a real good, bet the best is yet to come The best is yet to come and, babe, won't it be
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still a fine song. . Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum. You came along and everything started to hum. Still it's a real good bet the best is yet to come. . The best is yet to come and
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still a fine song. . Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum. You came along and everything started to hum. Still it's a real good bet the best is yet to come. . The best is yet to come and
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love inside the rodeo. Top ranking in a three piece suit. Like a black work model. In lonestar boots Singing. Street songs of love. Singing. Street songs of love. Singing. Street songs of love
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I ought to get going, I shouldn't stay here. And love you more than I do. 'Cause you're so much younger than I am. Come up the years, come up the years. And love me, love me, love me A younger
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I ought to get going, I shouldn't stay here. And love you more than I do. 'Cause you're so much younger than I am. Come up the years, come up the years. And love me, love me, love me A younger
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. Of listening to the sound of my tears. Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit nervous. That the best of all the years have gone by. Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit
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Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too,. Cook of the house,. I'm the cook of the house. No matter where I serve my guests,. They seem to like the kitchen best cause I'm the cook of
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Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too,. Cook of the house,. I'm the cook of the house. No matter where I serve my guests,. They seem to like the kitchen best cause I'm the cook of
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Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too,. Cook of the house,. I'm the cook of the house. No matter where I serve my guests,. They seem to like the kitchen best cause I'm the cook of
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They say the snow came early that winter, that year. A little foundling child on the Sister's stairs. But don't pity me, I'm the lucky one. Oh, can't you see, that's where songs come from
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that loves you 'til the end. You're the last person I will love. You're the last face I will recall. And best of all, I'm not gonna miss you. Not gonna miss you. I'm never gonna hold you like I did. Or
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rest it lies so close. With my long lost love under the black rose. You told I had the eyes of the wolf. Search them and find the beauty of the beast. All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest
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radio. 'Cause from the lips of some old singer. We can share the troubles we already know. Turn 'em on, turn 'em on. Turn on those sad songs. When all hope is gone (Ah). Why don't you tune in and turn
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beast. . All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest of pains. Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes. I wish I had one more night to live. . A saint blessed me
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beast. . All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest of pains. Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes. I wish I had one more night to live. . A saint blessed me
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Chariots of fire are on my way Chariots of fire are the best I love chariots of fire Chariots. Chariots. Chariots. Chariots. of FIRE!!! Chariots of fire!!!
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. Gotta be proud. standing out in the crowd. when they odds of the game defy you (When most of the. things in the game are against you) try your best to win them all. and one day time will tell. when
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. Is just a kiss before we say goodbye And let me keep my memories. Of all the times we were amazing. And I will keep in memories. The best that love can be There was a time we had so much to say
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Superbabe 2000. Superbabe 2000. Everyone's thinking of her. But I'm the only one who could love her. She's a Superbabe. V3. If beauty was a kingdom she'd be queen. And if she'd have me I'd be her king
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met me. Am I supposed to commit Hari Kari?. With sword in hand I face demands. Delivered with the best intentions. From the department of corrections. But who will tell my next of kin. That
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years. Years. The sun hits like a bullet of faith. And then suddenly I’m wide awake. Fake bliss or apologies made. Was an enemy with no escape. My hands were tied, But now . So *** on to desire and run
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