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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree. Dear sir, can you remember me?. I'm the one that picked the apple tree Dear sir, can you remember me?. Have a look inside
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a tootsie. Roll around make me get loosy. Watch me now, watch me now Chorus. Like I move it up and down. Like I make that thing a round. Like I bossy, jurckin', rollin', bourked. My big apple
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Apple Is A - T-ARA. Hey, Apple is A+. . Baby. l love you. . Bring Bring Bring . T A R A Apple . T A R A Apple . Dalkom dalkomae jjali jjalitae . Banjjak banjjak nuni busin neo . Dugeun dugeun
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Slowly let me tell you a story of a tree, an apple tree Once in a summertime garden lived a little apple tree. And the man who owned it wanted it to be picked. And so he sent forth to hire me Well
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Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Under that apple suckling tree, oh yeah. Underneath that tree. There's just gonna be you and me. Underneath that apple suckling tree, oh yeah Old man down
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dark brown eyes. Just standing in her light. Remembered love again that night. . Bitter apple take a bite. (It's kind of wonderful). Fallen star you're mine tonight. (Strange but beautiful
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words. All of my life I've been hunting. I've been a girl, I've been a boy. Digging my feet into the ground. Like an apple tree. Wanting to live with a purpose. Skin is a word, love is not a sin
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club neighborhood. She was over there looking so damn good. And I was feeling every bit of my side of the tracks. But she took care of that. when she pulled out that moon shine. Tasted like an apple
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not. I'm falling down and I can't stop Let's go down to the apple tree. Naive as Adam and Eve. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh. Let's go down to the apple tree. Fighting against gravity. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
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that a muh-hucca gets this up. Shake that cookie like what like what. Toss me a drop it's like lightning struck. Look at that apple cobbler butt. Whatchu wanna do, whatchu think? Want cut. Nba Live
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that a muh-hucca gets this up. Shake that cookie like what like what. Toss me a drop it's like lightning struck. Look at that apple cobbler butt. Whatchu wanna do, whatchu think? Want cut. Nba Live
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anymore. . There's no bone for you to pick. No more wax around the wick. . Shot the arrow from the circle. At the apple on the tree. From a garden that was Eden. Strange the fruit it bears for me
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, boy. I've heard all that before So bring me an apple, I'm crying. I've been persecuted like a dying man The spirit provides me. In a show, no mean martyr days, yeah. The spirit it gives. But it
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