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Many a year ago in old sorrento. A certain ditty was quite the thing. Whenever a mother rocked her baby in sorrento. This little ditty she used to sing. . Chi-baba, chi-baba, chi-wawa. An' chi
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When that evenin', evenin' sun goes down. You'll find me somewhere hangin' around. The night life, ain't no good life. People but it's my life Yeah, just listen to the blues, people. Listen to
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Song It's Getting Better All The Time - Brooks, Dunn. I don't stop breathing everytime the phone rings,. My heart don't race when someone's at my door,. I've almost given up thinking you're ever
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(Latimer). Performed by the orchestra
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. And bring peace to the world Every man and woman. Girl or boy. Lets all get together. And bring peace to the world B. B. King. King of the Blues. King of the Blues B. B. King. King of the Blues
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Song Tequila . Singer Brooks, Dunn. One shot, Two shot, Three tequila floor, . Cowboy bouncer's 'bout to bowl me out the door . Jose got me stumblin' mumblin' like a fool . That worms got a kick like
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more. I fell right down and I cried on the floor. I was hurtin' way down deep inside. Where it don't show, don't show Well, I never felt so bad in my whole life. Thought Miss Brooks was gonna be my
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Where's the orchestra?. Wasn't this supposed to be a musical?. Here I am,. In the balcony,. How the hell could I have missed the overture?. I like the scenery. Even though, I have absolutely no
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Where's the orchestra?. Wasn't this supposed to be a musical?. Here I am,. In the balcony,. How the hell could I have missed the overture?. I like the scenery. Even though, I have absolutely no
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we baby?. . Sugar with the sweet night. Sugar with the midnight. Sweet on you sugar. . Love a little true love. Sweet on you honey. . I said, "baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, b-b-b-baby, b-b-b-b
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we baby?. . Sugar with the sweet night. Sugar with the midnight. Sweet on you sugar. . Love a little true love. Sweet on you honey. . I said, "baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, b-b-b-baby, b-b-b-b
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Song Indian Summer - Brooks, Dunn. The tall weeds lay flat down. On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head,. Kept blowin' round. She barely even knew his name,. But she liked the way
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Don't you ever invite your boyfriend here. I'd like to be here alone. You just answer the door and feed the deer. And fight the telephone Got to learn these words. And I know you will. Or I'll
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Song My Maria - Brooks, Dunn. My Maria don't you know . I've come a long, long way. I been longin' to see her. When she's around she takes my blues away. Sweet Maria the sunlight surely hurts my eyes
