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Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie. Where the gun play ring all day (nanana). Some got jobs and some sell yea'. Others just smoke and * all day Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie. Where the
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The bells of St. Mary's. Ah! hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea And so, my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out. Ring
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the fabric of society. Collective consciousness controls what you see. (Let your country control your soul). (Let your country control your soul). (Let your country control your soul). (Let your country
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Hang on St. Christopher through the smoke and the oil. Buckle down the rumble seat and let the radiator boil. Got an overhead downshift and a two-dollar grill. Got an eighty-five cabin on an
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tomorrow just like I feel today. I'm gonna pack my bags and make a getaway St. Louis woman without your diamond ring. If you didn't have good looks. You wouldn't mean a thing If it was not for powder and
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R e f r a i n Der Junge von St. Pauli der hat die Welt geseh'n in jedem fernen Hafen. wollt' er vor Anker geh'n. Die Sehnsucht trieb ihn weiter er glaubte an sein Glück doch es führten alle Wege
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Song Physical - St. Lucia. Open up my eyes, and feeling light. Flooding in like an ocean. It’s a simple game but now the message. In your eyes it is broken. And I’m a mess. I can’t explain. What’s
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Bài hát St. Peter - Lost Frequencies. Verse 1. I'm riding far away. For nights and days. Going silent they say. I'm running. It's like your voice I hear. Wind in my face. Keeps drying my tears. I am
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Bài hát St. Teresa - Joan Osborne. Sit down on the corner, just a little crime. When I make my money, got to get my dime. Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash. She bold as the street light
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Bài hát St. Teresa - Joan Osborne. Sit down on the corner, just a little crime. When I make my money, got to get my dime. Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash. She bold as the street light
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The Bells of St. Mary's. Ah, hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea. . And so my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out
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The bells. Of St. Mary's. Ah. Here they. Are calling. The young loves. And the true loves. That come. From the sea. . And so my beloved. When the red leaves. Are falling. The love bells
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feel today. I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way. . St. Louis woman with her diamond ring. Pulls that man around by her, if it wasn't for her and her. That man I love would have gone nowhere
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feel today. I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way. . St. Louis woman with her diamond ring. Pulls that man around by her, if it wasn't for her and her. That man I love would have gone nowhere
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Song St. Helena - Freddy Quinn. Sankt Helena um Mitternacht. der Kaiser ist vom Traum erwacht. er denkt daran. wie bald sich alles ändern kann. Du bist gefangen und allein. und wolltest nah den
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, oh, fadin' fast Won't you run come see St. Judy's Comet. Roll across the skies. And leave a spray of diamonds in its wake. I long to see St. Judy's Comet. Sparkle in your eyes when you awake. Oh
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Bài hát St. Teresa - Beth Hart. St. Teresa. I heard you’re coming to town. Your little footsteps. Make the sweetest sound. They come to put me down. Come to put me down down down. Mother is it ok
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today,. Feelin' tomorrow, just like I feel today,. I'll pack my trunk and make my get-away. . St. Louis woman, with her diamond rings,. She pulls her man around, by her apron strings;. She wants
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feel today. I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way. . St. Louis woman with her diamond ring. Pulls that man around by her, if it wasn't for her and her. That man I love would have gone nowhere
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feel today. I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way. . St. Louis woman with her diamond ring. Pulls that man around by her, if it wasn't for her and her. That man I love would have gone nowhere
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feel today. I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way. . St. Louis woman with her diamond ring. Pulls that man around by her, if it wasn't for her and her. That man I love would have gone nowhere
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I went down to St. James Infirmary. Heard my baby moan. I felt so broken-hearted. She used to be my own. I tried to keep from crying. My heart felt just like lead. She was all I had to live for. I
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