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Baker baker, baking a cake. Make me a day, make me whole again. And I wonder what's in a day. What's in your cake this time I guess you heard he's gone to L. A. He says that behind my eyes I'm
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Baker baker, baking a cake. Make me a day, make me whole again. And I wonder what's in a day. What's in your cake this time I guess you heard he's gone to L. A. He says that behind my eyes I'm
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Verse 1. Anita, come closer, stop crying and listen to me. I guess it's too late now but somehow I must make you see. What we tought was our world, was only a dream world. And we just can't go on
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Verse 1. Anita, come closer, stop crying and listen to me. I guess it's too late now but somehow I must make you see. What we tought was our world, was only a dream world. And we just can't go on
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Sgt. Baker is my name. I'm gonna teach you how to play the game. Of warfare. Suddenly it appears to me. You got a bit much dignity. For your own good, boy. Yes sir, yes sir. I will rape your
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Bài hát Ma Baker - Boney M. SpokenPut your hands on your head and give me all your money. She was the meanest cat. In old Chicago town. She was the meanest cat. She really mowed them down. She had no
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bistrot ou sous un tram, . On est là où l'on peut, . Mais moi je ne suis pas là, . Non, non, non, non,. Je suis chez Keith et Anita, . C'est le petit matin, . Mais on n'est pas couché ma foi, . Quelqu'un se
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bistrot ou sous un tram, . On est là où l'on peut, . Mais moi je ne suis pas là, . Non, non, non, non,. Je suis chez Keith et Anita, . C'est le petit matin, . Mais on n'est pas couché ma foi, . Quelqu'un se
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. Freeze, I'm Ma Baker, put your hands in the air. Gimme all your money. This is the story of Ma Baker, the meanest cat. From old Chicago town. ♪. She was the meanest cat. In old Chicago town. She
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Bài hát Chain Of Lights - Anita Simoncini, Michele Perniola. Michele. no. I don’t wanna dream forever. of a time when peace was more than just a simple word. I wanna find a better way of living. and
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Winding your way down on Baker Street. Light in your head and dead on your feet. Well another crazy day, you'll drink the night away. And forget about everything This city desert makes you feel so
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