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Anna Solatia, dolce e palese,. Ti amo ancora, cos? Come sempre. L'amore sia lodato. . Anna Solatia, dolce e palese,. Ti amo ancora, tuttavia,. Cos? Come sempre.
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Song Anna Rose - Vienna Teng. Anna Roe dancing on the carpet of the sky. Time to close your wondering eyes. Where I see the sleepiness creeping . Anna Rose it makes my heart smile. To know you
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picture your face at the back of my eyes. A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize. Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness. A thousand ships couldn't sail me back
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picture your face at the back of my eyes. A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize. Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness. A thousand ships couldn't sail me back
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Well Jo'anna she runs a country. She runs in Durban and the Transvaal. She makes a few of her people happy, oh. She don't care about the rest at all She's got a system they call apartheid. It keep
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Well Jo'anna she runs a country. She runs in Durban and the Transvaal. She makes a few of her people happy, oh. She don't care about the rest at all She's got a system they call apartheid. It keep
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, starting to fall. Come let us sit a while, just listen. To the children laughing and running wild. . Anna anna anna. Yeah this is anna's song hey baby hey baby. Loving you all night long. Let it
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and made a mess. . I picture your face in the back of my eyes,. A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize,. Anna-molly, anna-molly, anna-molly. . A cloud hangs over,. And mutes my happiness,. A
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Jimmy Wilson had a glass eye, I could see it. And he stuttered sometimes. And he needed a girl friend night times. Didn't know how to go about it. Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson. . All
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Wilson. Chorus. Hey girl, How you doin'. My name is Charile, last name Wilson. I was wonderin' if I could take you out. Show you a good time, invite you to my house. Here is my number, girl you can
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Time 258 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap. Producer brian wilson/russ titelman. Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m recording studios. Brian wilson/eugene landy I
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I believe you Mr. Wilson. I believe the things you say. And I'm always thinking of you. When I hear your music play And you know it's true. That Wales is not like California in any way. And
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Jimmy Wilson had a glass eye, I could see it. And he stuttered sometimes. And he needed a girl friend night times. Didn't know how to go about it. Poor Jimmy Wilson, poor Jimmy Wilson. . All
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world is fading, there’s a secret power. Hidden in your soul, don’t be afraid to use it. Verse Anna Yvette, Anna Yvette & Laura Brehm. There are voices, in your head saying. That you’re a failure, misfit
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wouldn't care. We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives, ride round pickin' up clues. We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, 'raise em on rhythm and blues Lord it'd be great to find a place we could escape
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Anna Blue oh. Anna Blue oh. Anna. Not me, not you. Just time and a sigh. On a line look in fine print-. The small town dream. To be part of the scene. You can wear it with a style. In your
