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hours. In your house And when the time has come to live again. I shall. And I liked you for 24 hours in your house. And now the time has come to live again. I shall I liked you, but that was before
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on my mind, why do I feel so low? It could have been forever but we'll never know. Twenty four hours ago. The night was all we had and then I had to go. Twenty four hours ago. We were lovers twenty
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24 Hours Is Not Enough - SunMi (Wonder Girls). i shib sa shigani mojara . neowa hamkke isseumyeon . neowa nuneul matchumyeon . i shib sa shigani mojara . naega neoreul manjigo . niga nareul
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slipping away. There's no tomorrow without you I wish these 24 hours. Would never end. Oh in these 24 hours. Wish the clock had no hand 24 hours. We still have time. For 24 hours. You're still mine If
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. (Being lost in your arms). Just 24. (Being lost in your arms) in hours, ayy. My intuition said it from the start. I didn't wanna listen, I gave you my heart. Oh, little by little it all fell apart
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Dearest darlin'. I had to write to say that I won't be home anymore. 'Cause something happened to me. While I was drivin' home and I'm not the same anymore. . Oh, I was only twenty four hours
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왜 그렇게 널 보내고 온 밤 역시 밤새 뒤척이네 참 내가 이상한 놈인지 생각해 왜 난 낯선 기분인데 숨없이 혼자였던 날 익숙했던 그 공기다 한순간 훅 밀어내 들어와 내 작은 방 탈취한 너랑 창고 밑 같아 날 덮이던 너 I think about it 24 7 미안해 보내도 전혀 놓지 않네 I think about it 24 7 고무한 기분을 덜쳐낼 수 없네
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bed. A lady calls and asks if I'm too tired or if I'm just to dead for Room service, baby I could use a meal. Room service, you do what you feel. Room service, I take the pleasure with the pain. I
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bed. A lady calls and asks if I'm too tired or if I'm just to dead for Room service, baby I could use a meal. Room service, you do what you feel. Room service, I take the pleasure with the pain. I
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Dearest darlin I had to write to say that I won't be home anymore. Cos somethin happend to me while I was driving home. And I'm not the same anymore. Oh I was only 24 hours from Tulsa. Ah only
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Lip service. By jimmy buffett, michael utley. 1981. For anyone who loves creole cookin' and new orleans music. Talk-a, talk-a, talk until your jaws turn blue. But you never really tell me what
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Lip service. By jimmy buffett, michael utley. 1981. For anyone who loves creole cookin' and new orleans music. Talk-a, talk-a, talk until your jaws turn blue. But you never really tell me what
